Essay 1 Chapter 1

He screamed and charged her blindly. Her attack further angered him. Seeing his army cut to ribbons by a group of women sent him over the edge. He wouldn’t be shamed into retreat. He swung his blade wildly trying to claim his prize.

      “Quiet, the legendary hero will be raised here among the Gerudo's. Besides, since this is our tribe as well, it will be easier to keep track of him.” This voice was cool as if ice.

“Lord Kragen, sire, we couldn’t find the children, but we have a means to get them: their Father!” the man explained. He had a greedy look in his eyes. “I do hope you won’t turn back on your word.”

I just hastened it.” Jallen stepped over Harns, avoiding the large pool of dark red blood. His hair fell forward, shading his sparkling green eyes. “Despite his many flaws, Harns is careful not to kill slaves. So, why was he trying to kill you?”

"Strange things happen when we stand face to face with our enemy, dont they, Phaedra of Alonso?"

He climbed down from his robust, brown warhorse. “Rinka, proud daughter of Hrothgar, thank the gods you are safe.”

“My dearest princess Farryn,” she said officially. “My fellow friends and I are on a quest. We are from the kingdom of Azadi, going to Empress Nova’s castle. We are going to fight for freedom and wellbeing of the empire.”

“You ran from the fight, you tell me? A real warrior will never run from the fight!” he shouted intensely. You shall fight him again and this time you shall reign in glory!”

Voronborn, unable to lower his voice, retorted, "You have a son that you have taught how to fight, a daughter that can fight anything and even a whole town to pick from! But you call in someone from another kingdom to help train the newcomers?"

“Well, First Knight? What do you make of all this? Surely this will put a strain on the knights to offer proper security while the castle is packed with so many.”

Blancheflor pulled up on the reins. “Whoa!” She put her hand up to signal that intent to Gwen. “And here we are! This is King Rodor’s citadel.”

When he set foot in the tower, all eyes were looking at him. "Pretend you're supposed to be here. People fall for lies that are fed to them with an assertive stance", Julian thought to himself as he remembered his training. He waited for half a second before he spoke loudly. "Hey, back to your positions, I didn't tell you to get out of your post without my permission. For those that are wondering who the fuck I am, I am for now your Commander, orders of Lady Fergusson, and I shall have your full obedience while I'm coordinating the defence in this tower. If you still doubt my word, just look at the fact that the weapon I have is of your own kind, provided by your Lady herself, and question no more. Now resume your positions, or I shall have you whipped after this is done",

“Why the inquiry Fenris? I had told you, and my word is always the truth in cases like Oriana, she is now a servant at my home, never a slave.” Taking a sip of her ale while seeing her hand with two angels, one knight, one song and a dagger in hand.

"Don't worry I got your back!" Roxas called out. He attempted to shoot a blizzard spell at the heartless, but he missed completely and it spiraled towards Xion. "Watch out!" He yelled.

"Hi, mum." Eren had just finished getting dressed, in his new shorts and a shirt that read ‘Fancy as fuck' and was now laying in the bed in their hotel room Skyping his mom, while waiting for Levi to finish up. "How's your day so far?"