The knight stretched out his legs
His horse ready to charge into the enemy
The poor farmer trembling infornt of him
Though the famer was not the target of the knight
Past the farmer’s left was a tall graceful queen
Beautiful and dangerous, regal and strong
Wrapped in a dark cloak
By order the knight lunges towards the famer
Before charging into him the knight changes direction
The knight drove his lance into the black queens cloak
Twin blades dancend in the night
Blades of dark black and white
wielded by a gray haired man with a youthfull face
He dances from enemy to enemy, cutting down monsters one by one.
They fall to his blade his eyes flashing black and white
As mosters attack his back, but his shadow pushes them back
And above him a shadow of light firing a bow plunging arrows of light into monsters.
With the monster dead aronund him only one left tall and large then the others
The gray haired warrior pointed his black sowrd to large monster
The giant flying ships glide through the sky
A lone figure standing on the top of the lead ship
A faint cheer echoed from the lone figure.
The bottom of the ships have opening with rockets waiting by
As the ships head towards the Ibrean military camp
cries echo out from the tents splayed across the plain
Rockets struck out from under the gliding ships exploding into the tents
The cries grow louder then stop