Chapter Six: After The Storm

The storm being over, the Knights rise out of the cellar.

"That was a close one", Avery said with a sigh of relief.

"He has gotten far stronger than when we last fought", Mused Toru gravely.

"He is using dark magic, sir. I know not how or where he learned it", Halu answered.

"How are you aquatinted with Azackton?" Asked Avery turning to Toru.

"As you know, that creature is infamous in many parts of the kingdom. We, Knights of Order fought him under cover, for we were too few in number to stand up to him. That is why we made a long journey to your father's castle. We were in need of assistance", he responded, shaking the blood from his mace.

"But I am only one man", Said Avery.

"We could sense within you, a strange aura, powerful and unlike the strength of the magic we ourselves posses", Explain Toru.

"We should explain to him, the legend, sir", Suggested Boru.

"Ah, yes, the prophecy. Come with us, young Prince, there is something, we would like to see", Toru announced with a flourish of his hand.