The Battle
"We kept hearing of how the Dark One and his flowers were plundering the people and killing them." Agatha said solemnly.
"We had to hurry with our training; but despite all these preparations, we were met not fully prepared." She glanced into the distance as if watching the scene again. She shivered unconsciously and averted her eyes to Elijah, Elias and Aurora.
"Or should I rather say, we, Elijah and I, were not ready to face Mark."
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The ongoing battle was fierce as both sides were not ready to succumb to the other.
As much as swords, shields and arrows were flashing, clanking and flying around, so were different spells being cast against each other.
In no time the war was over, with no apparent winner.
Exhausted and tired, Elijah and Agatha stood afar and watched as the warriors went round the battle ground, looking for spoils and checking for survivors.