4 The Prince of Fire

Down in the South, far from the iceland was a huge volcano, it is currently active and magma is dripping around the area.

On the side of this volcano sat a huge black castle, with spires pointing to the skies, further afront a huge charred city lay, however it seemed mostly empty, due to the huge amount of the population joining in the army toward world conquest.

Within the castle were 5 central rooms, with living chamber to the side, each laid with black concrete and heating powered by the volcano.

The main central room had a throne room with a balcony to the side, the main carpet leading toward the throne was lit to the side with fire, and a spotlight of fire hung above the throne, creating a focus on it. Religious imagery of hell donned the walls and a pentagram was embolished on the ceiling.

Standing on the balcony looking north stood a black armour clad being. A crown of hard black rock atop his head, he turns to face inward and speaks, "Falrod what brings you in front of me."

"Lord Alzoth, I come to report our recent overtake of the water land of Erador."

"Very good, now get out of my sight you're disturbing my thoughts."

"B-but sir, our spy within Frozania has reported a new interest."

"And that is? Make it quick boy."

"A strange human has appeared and they're training him in their ice magic arts."

"ANDDDD? What does that have to do with anything?! It's a mere human, he will hardly make any difference to their forces."

"W-well I have to say my Lord, that its been reported that he is expressing great prowess in the arts and may become a fearful asset to their army."

"Our mages are the best mages in the world, it WILL NOT be of much effect to our unique combination of dark and fire magic."

"Our spy is suggesting this strange boy may start studying light magic sir, surely you are aware of to the extent that counters our dark magic."

"Well, if he does then tell our spy to kill him immediately, even if it exposes him as a traitor to the ice and working with us. It will be of upmost importance to do so.

"Y-yes sir I will."

"NOW GET OUT FOOL, I'M TRYING TO THINK"

Falrod ran out of the room. Alzoth then turns to a glass ball. He places his hand over it and a dark shadow appears within.

"Master Zekroth, God of Death. A supposed counter to your plan of action has appeared, perhaps a way of the Godess Angelica to put end to my conquest."

"I have heard Alzoth, their power could simply grow to strong. You must join your armies in the upcoming battles in Frozania. Only you with the strongest dark magic that I myself taught to you can hope to bring about the death of this child."

"I see my Master, I will make heed and catch up immediately."

The glass ball returns to a transparent state and Alzoth jumps out of thr balcony onto a red dragon clad in a similar fashion to the Prince with gold veins in between the blackness of the armour. He sees Falrod below riding ontop horseback. "Gah I hate that fool."

Alzoth begins drawing a magic circle as he flew in front of him and yells "Igneous Animalias"

On the ground below three beasts resembling a huge boar, a serpent and a lion formed with fire started heading in the same direction as Alzoth. "Those should deal with any issues if they were to come up."

The beasts sped up to be ahead of Alzoth and they went on, leaving the volcano behind them. Eventually, a huge opening in the land appeared and a ruined city stood in the middle, puddles of water surrounding the city, a somewhat small legion of black armor clad beings stood around the remnants. Alzoth went into land and it became clear the legion was guarding an old man and what appeared to be this man's daughter.

Alzoth strode up to this man and grabbed him by the head "Was it you King Deleivos of Water who sent that boy to the Ice Tribe?"

"W-what boy Lord Alzoth? Our armies became under yours did they not."

"They should've done, but I have heard about a strange human boy training in Ice magic under the Ice Tribe's guidance and I want to know why you intend to betray our agreement by sending one of your poster boys to join them."

"Honestly my Lord, I haven't the faintest clue what you're talking about, it's nothing do with us."

Alzoth brandishes a dagger from his pocket.

"If you're not going to talk maybe I have to do a bit of persuading, your daughter seems a beautiful young woman, how about I ruin her chances of ever finding a good husband."

Alzoth turned to lady who had lush brown hair and rather noble persay facial features. He released his grip on Deleivos and held the dagger to her cheeks, beginning to draw blood.

"I will, with this dagger, scar your daughters face unless you tell me everything you know of the boy."

"P-please Alzoth, we know nothing, just don't harm Lily anything but that."

Alzoth releases Lily, blood covering her lower face at this point and pushes her to the ground. He then turns back Deleivos and presses the dagger to his neck.

"I see, so you have chosen death."

With that Alzoth slits Deleivos throat, Deleivos falls over gasping for air. Lily cried "Noooooo, no no no, whyyyy?" in between sobs.

Twenty seconds later, Deleivos' body was motionless, he had died. Leaving Lily crying, Alzoth turned to the legion, "You march and join with the main forces, you all have heard what this is about, a human boy is training in elven ice magic, we will enter in a full frontal assault in the next month as we draw nearer to the capital of Frozania, I will head toward them by dragon back to advance them further, forget this woman we will leave her to her own."

With that the legion started marching onward and Alzoth got back atop his dragon. As the dragon lifted off he muttered, "There is something off about all this."