Location: Ponyville, Ponyville Train Station

Twilight stood in Ponyville Train station alongside Captain Sun Shield and a small escort of two Royal Guards.

The reason for their presence is due to what Princess Celestia has told her three days ago since the incident with Fluttershy. Three days ago Twilight sent an urgent letter to Princess Celestia detailing what horrors she has seen and her suspicions of Dusk’s involvement in the matter.

Less than an hour later the Princess replied back and told Twilight two worrisome things.

The first part of the letter explains how Princess Celestia herself will oversee the next steps with dealing with her brother, saying how his actions against the animals, whether or not he was to blame, proves that he cannot be left alone any longer.

This worried Twilight about what her ex-mentor is going to do. Though she had complete faith in Celestia’s abilities, their encounter with Dusk and his warning made Twilight question her ex-mentor’s decision.

The second part of the letter was a warning. The Council of Nobles somehow managed to catch wind of what has occurred in Ponyville and thus are sending a single representative chosen by both Princess Celestia and Princess Luna to oversee the security of Ponyville alongside Captain Sun Shield and to serve under Twilight directly.

That same Noble representative is a unicorn stallion named Hard Helm, and he is supposed to be arriving today.

Twilight stood beside the stoic Captain, waiting for said Noble with patient anxiousness.

Twilight has heard about Hard Helm a few times in the past through Shining Armor when he was still a Royal Guard. Supposedly Hard Helm was the previous Captain of the Royal Guard before Shining, a very strict Captain with a no tolerance policy as Shining explained. Hard Helm then retired and took on his family business in jewelry craft.

Other then what her brother had told her, Twilight doesn’t know anything else about the stallion and what he was like as a leader. But she does know somepony who might have an inkling what the noble was like.

Luckily for Twilight, said pony is standing just beside her.

“Sun Shield, do you by any chance know what kind of pony Hard Helm is?” Twilight asked in a calm tone laced with curiosity.

The Captain gave a firm nod. “Of course your majesty. I am very familiar with who Hard Helm is.” Sun Shield explained in a strict tone. Twilight also noticed that the Captain didn’t use her name like she allowed her to.

The Captain's current behaviour worried Twilight. Is Sun Shield’s behaviour have something to do with Hard Helm?

“What was he like as a Captain of the Royal Guard?” Twilight asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.

The Captain frowned as she noticeably tightened her grip on her spear. “As an ex-Captain of the Royal Guards he was a strict but effective leader. I was only an aspiring recruit at the time and followed his orders to the letter.” Sun Shield’s frown deepened. “However, my personal opinion of him is low. He would treat ponies differently based on their race. He would favor Unicorns with noticeably more respect and privilege while driving the Pegasus and Earth ponies to over exhaustion during training exercises. Then he would weed out the weakest among us and openly shame them to the rest of the Guard. I was no exception.” The Captain explained in a tone bordered on frustration and anger.

Twilight is shocked silent. She did hear how some the nobles in Canterlot were often unicorn elitists, but to think the very stallion that was once charged for protecting all of Equestria and its ponies would be outwardly racist.

And this very same stallion is coming to Ponyville to oversee its safety against an alien threat.

But before Twilight could say anything, a loud whistle shrieked throughout the air. Twilight turns and sees a train in the distance.

Soon the train screeched into the station, and from what Twilight could see it’s eight-passenger carts are filled to the brim with ponies.

“He’s here. And he’s not alone.” Sun Shield stated, confusing Twilight.

“Sun Shield, what do you mea-”

Twilight soon received her answer as from each passenger cart dozens of ponies filed out in a strict military fashion. Twilight immediately noticed that each and everyone one of these ponies are all unicorns wearing silver versions of Royal Guard armor, wielding spears and silver tower shields with a large blue diamond shaped gem attached to the middle of each shield.

It was then Twilight knew these were no ordinary ponies, they were guardponies.

Soon the guardponies formed ranks of thirty ponies wide and five ponies long, all standing in stoic silence.

Twilight observed the large contingent of soldiers in front of her in mute disbelief. She didn’t recognize any of these ponies belonging to either of the Princesses, their armor is starkly different from either the Royal and Night Guards.

So that only leaves one option.

“Introducing his lordship! Lord Hard Helm! House head of the Helm Family of Canterlot! Helm Guards! ATTEN-SHUN!” Exclaimed the last soldier standing at the far right of the array of silver clad guardponies. In perfect unison, every guardpony in the ranks pounded their spears onto the ground in a resounding boom.

Soon enough exiting from the caboose of the train is a single unicorn stallion. Twilight immediately saw the differences between this stallion and the soldiers.

He has dark blue fur and a well kept black mane greying with age. Unlike the usual nobles of Canterlot who wear expensive suits and other fashionable wear, this stallion is wearing a dark blue officers suit, black dress pants and black boots with numerous medals adorned on his left breast. He also wore a pair of black officer’s gloves as his hands are currently clasped behind his back, only emphasizing his aura of seniority.

The pony was average in height for stallions and looked to be in his later years but exuded an aura of confidence and high class only founded amongst those who live in the upper hierarchy of Canterlot. His face shows signs of aging but despite that, he held a stern but stoically calm expression with cobalt blue eyes filled with purpose.

Twilight also noticed that strapped to the stallion’s left hip is a sword in a black sheath, no doubt his own personal sword.

There was no doubt in Twilight’s mind that this elderly stallion is the famed Hard Helm as he moves with a confident gait and purpose with each and every step he takes towards where she and Captain Sun Shield are currently standing.

Soon after what felt like a small eternity, the stallion stood just a few meters away from Twilight. His stoic eyes bored into Twilight’s own as if judging her like a strict teacher judging their student’s worth.

Twilight instinctively gulped in nervousness and felt sweat forming on her brows. But before she could stammer out a greeting, Hard Helm smiled and bowed deeply towards her.

“Princess Twilight Sparkle. It’s an honor to be in your presence.” Hard Helm said, his deep voice both smooth and rough at the same time.

Twilight started stammering. “N-N-No! The pleasure is all mine Lord Hard Helm! Please, just call me Twilight from now on.” Twilight said, however, the Noble immediately stood up straight and gave her a hard frown.

“Nonsense! You’re a Princess AND a hero of Equestria! Not only that, you are the personal protégée of Princess Celestia herself! I will address you by the title you most rightly deserve your majesty!” Hard Helm all but shouted with stern conviction, making Twilight blush in both embarrassment and flattery.

Though she wants to avoid fame and be treated the same as anypony else, doesn’t mean she outright hates it.

However, before Twilight could say anything, Captain Sun Shield stepped forward. “Are you disobeying the orders of a Princess?” The Captain said in a strict tone, giving the stallion a stern frown.

Hard Helm’s expression matched Sunshield’s when he turned his attention towards her. “And isn’t a good guard only speaks when spoken too? That’s one of the very first lessons I taught you and all the other miserable fillies and colts within your regiment, Captain Sun Shield.” Hard Helm retorted.

Before Sun Shield said something she would regret, Twilight intervened. “Sun Shield stand down. And Lord Hard Helm, please don’t patronize my Captain any further.” Twilight ordered sternly.

“Yes, your highness.”

“Of course your majesty.”

Twilight nodded. “Good. Now let’s get down to business. Sir Hard Helm, could you care to explain why you have brought all these ponies?” Twilight questioned as she gestured with an open hand towards the array of silver clad guardponies.

“Ah yes, let me explain! Since I’m here on behalf of the Council of Nobles to oversee the safety of this town, I saw it fit to gather my family’s private security detail in order to bolster the town’s defenses.” Hard Helm explains as he turns towards his guardponies.

“I have gathered a hundred and fifty of my finest, each trained and ready to defend you and this town from the vile threat lurking within that damnable forest. ISN’T THAT RIGHT HELM GUARDS!?”

“SIR YES SIR!” The soldiers shouted out in unison.

Hard Helm turned back towards Twilight and the Captain with a confident smirk on his face. “They are ready and yours to command, your grace.”

Twilight was stunned, both speechless and impressed of Hard Helm’s fealty and devotion to her.

Her Captain, however, remains unimpressed. “Your Highness, permission to speak freely to Lord Hard Helm.” Sun Shield asked in a serious tone.

Twilight adopted a worried expression, though Sun Shield’s expression remained ever stoic Twilight could tell the Captain is less than pleased with Hard Helm and what he brought.

But regardless of her worry, she has to hear out the Captain's opinion. “Yes, of course.” Twilight said with a hesitant nod.

“Lord Hard Helm. Though your gesture is generous, your private guards are unneeded. We already have the adequate numbers to face any threat that may come out of the Everfree forest and protect the citizens of Ponyville at the same time.” The Captain said in a serious tone.

Hard Helm gave Sun Shield and unimpressed look. “Really now? Because if I remember correctly, nearly two weeks ago you and your, Royal Guards, failed to protect our benevolent monarchs as well as the Elements of Harmony from the very threat you speak of now. How are you going to protect this village if you and the Royal Guards underneath you failed to protect our beloved Princesses?” Hard Helm said in a stern tone.

Captain Sun Shield scoffed. “And you think you and your trophy army would’ve done better. We’ve faced an enemy unlike anything even the Princesses has ever seen.” Sun Shield retorted with a stern frown.

However, the noble was undeterred. “I don’t think so, Captain. I know for a fact that my Helm guards would’ve performed better then what you and your guards have done, they will be a great asset to defending this town. After all, each and every one of these fine unicorns was personally trained by me or have you forgotten who I once was.” Hard Helm said rather boastingly, earning Sun Shields ire.

He continued. “Then again, the guards underneath you aren’t to blame for their incompetence, after all the responsibility for training and preparing them for any situation rest solely on the Captain of the Royal Guard. And if what happened two weeks ago is anything to go by, then what does that say about your leadership, Captain?” Hard helm said with a serious but smug tone.

Suns Shield looked like she was about to explode; Hard Helm went too far for Twilight’s liking.

“That’s enough!” Twilight exclaimed as she quickly moves between the noble and the Captain. “Lord Hard Helm you have gone too far. The Captain did everything she could to protect us all at the time and has remained vigilant to protecting Ponyville ever since. There is no need to insult her and the very ponies who put their lives at stake to protect the ponies of this town.” Twilight said, her tone serious as her eyes bored into the elderly noble.

Hard Helm gave a deep bow. “I apologize your grace. I was merely stating the facts.” Hard Helm said his tone calm and apologetic.

“Fact or not, it’s not me you have to apologize to.” Twilight said as she stepped to the side and gestured to the now calm Captain.

Hard helm nodded as he coughed into his hand. “If you wish… well then Captain Sun Shield, I apologize for my rudeness earlier.” The elderly noble then offered a hand to shake.

The Captain looked at the hand with a frown, but one look from Twilight convinced her to take it. “Accepted Lord Helm.” Sun Shield said, giving the noble a firm shake.

Twilight nodded, satisfied that the conflict is somewhat resolved. “Good. It’s important for you two to get along since you both are going to be working together to safeguard Ponyville. So I won’t tolerate any insults or unnecessary conflict between you two, or I will have to ask either of you to leave if this continues to be a problem. Am I understood?” Twilight asked in a warning tone.

Both Sun Shield and Hard Helm nodded their head.

Twilight smiled. “Good! As for Hard Helm’s forces, they will be a welcomed addition to Ponyville. For now, they can act as a defense force within the town itself, this way we can increase the number of patrols around the Everfree Forest to encompass the entirety of the forest. Later on, we shall see what other roles they can have.” Twilight explained, her organizational skills kicking in.

Hard Helm gave an impressed nod. “As you wish your grace. And may I say, for one as such as myself, I’m impressed with your organizational and deduction skills. As expected of a Princess.” Hard Helm said making Twilight blush once again.

“Well… I am good at organizing, be it books or overseeing Winter’s Wrap Up. I’m sure you and Captain Sun Shield can discuss the more specific roles for organizing your forces as I don’t really have much experience in leading the Royal Guard, this is all new to me.” Twilight explained rather bashfully.

Hard Helm nodded. “No need to worry your highness. Since I’m here now, I’ll offer all that I know to you and oversee the defense of this city against the vile threat that is your traitorous brother.” The noble said with stern confidence.

Twilight’s blood froze. “How do you know it’s my brother? And what do you mean by traitor!?” Twilight asked a clearly shocked tone.

Hard Helm replied. “The Council informed me that it was your eldest brother, Dusk Shine, that has turned traitor and is now leading the monstrous forces that lurk within that demandable forest. Rest assured, I will oversee the defense of Ponyville before taking any measures to face against your brother.” Hard Helm said, his tone strained and filled with disgust as he said Dusk’s name.

Twilight could only nod her head. No matter how much she wanted to argue against Dusk becoming a traitor, no matter how much she wanted to point out that it was the very Nobles who driven him to where he is in the first place. All that is pointless now, Dusk is now a real threat to Equestria and she cannot deny that Dusk turned his back on both Pony kind and his very own family.

And can she really blame him?

Hard Helm then bowed his head. “Then by your leave, I shall organize my forces and the defense of this town.” Hard Helm said as Twilight simply nodded in reply.

Hard Helm turned towards his private army. “HELM GUARD! MOVE OUT!” Hard Helm barked as he and his soldiers soon marched into Ponyville.

Sun Shield turned to leave, but not before addressing Twilight. “I will take my leave and coordinate the defense of Ponyville with Lord Hard Helm. I will also keep an eye on him in case he does anything suspicious.” The Captain said.

Twilight was brought out of her stupor by this. “You don’t trust Hard Helm?” Twilight asked in a concerned tone.

The Captain frowned. “He was sent by the Council of Nobles your majesty. They follow their own agenda.” Sun Shield gave Twilight a worried frown. “Be careful milady, the council has just set its sights on Ponyville and on your brother.”

With the warning said, Captain Sun Shield soon left, following Hard Helm’s soldiers.

Twilight couldn’t help but stare in the direction of the Everfree forest, towards where Dusk is. Her brother, who is no doubt plotting and organizing his Zerg for whatever plans he might have next.

What is he up to now?

Location: Everfree Forest

“HALT!” King Aspen exclaimed as his army stopped at his command.

It has been three days since his declaration of war against the abominations that are the Zerg.

Immediately after the incident with Yessera, King Aspen and his loyal advisors oversaw the preparations of both his army and the defenses of the Everglade.

Both Blackthorn and Captain Illia oversaw the organization and preparation of the Glade Guard and the Everfree Rangers respectively while Arch Druid Rosera oversaw the organization of the Druids for their powers over nature will play a vital role in the victories that are to come.

King Aspen himself oversaw the war plans which includes defenses, production of weapons, ammunition, recruitment, wartime supplies and every and all assets he has on hand that he will be taking into battle.

Everything was done smoothly as the Deer Folk helped with the war efforts in any way they could, from fashioning new armor and weapons to voluntarily enlisting themselves for the war efforts.

Once preparations were done, he gathered all his advisors and their officers to discuss all the assets they have on hand and what he had planned to face against the Zerg.

In total, the Everfree Rangers number around 1,000 active Rangers, this included new recruits and retired veterans. He then allocated 300 of these Rangers to defend the Everglade while the rest he took to war. The Glade Guard, on the other hand, numbered around 700 active members as 100 of these guards will also be left behind to defend the Everglade.

Lastly, the Druids numbered the lowest as they only have 50 active members who are ready for the strenuous task ahead of them, nearly half were tasked to stay behind to support the defense alongside the Arch Druid Rosera herself, who is tasked by Aspen himself with overseeing the defense of the Evergalde in his absence. As for the rest, 30 Druid were tasked with Aspen’s army, their mastery over the natural energies of the forest will be vital for their success.

So in total, the army of the Deer Folk that King Aspen has taken into battle numbers 1,430 able-bodied soldiers. But this is not counting what the Goddess Evera has provided for their war efforts.

In total, the great Spirits of the forest number around 40 ancient Spirits, 600 Forest Guardians (Timber Wolves) and around 500 Children of Evera ranging from the smallest of squirrels and rabbits to the largest of bears. Each answering the call to defend their beloved forest.

Out of the 40 Spirits, ten of their numbers volunteered themselves to defend the Everglade in order to guard the sacred Tree of Evera. King Aspen has no say to what these great Spirits can do, they are the direct servants of Evera and thus only acts as guardians and guides for the Deer Folk when called upon by the Heart.

The Forest Guardians and the animals of the Everfree, on the other hand, are naturally loyal to the Deer Folk, thus King Aspen is taking every last one of these noble souls into battle.

In total, Aspen’s mustered a mighty force of 2,560 souls. Every one of them willing to lay down their lives in the protection of the Everfree.

With such a grand force never before seen over a hundred years, morale is at an all-time high, to the point where many thought the battles ahead will be swift. However, King Aspen had to remind his people of the terrible atrocities of war and to remain vigilant, especially against the enemy they were about to face.

King Aspen stood at the very front of his army, surrounding him are his trusted advisors and war commanders. He surveyed the purple mudded ground before him with a concerned frown on his features.

An hour ago, he as well as his captains, Blackthorn and Illia, gathered their forces and marched out into the Everfree towards the Valley of Evera’s Wrath, where Zerg and their anonymous leader had infested it for their base.

The Glade Guard marched in well-organized phalanx’s behind Aspen while the giant Spirits and Forest Guardians shadowed them from behind and covered the Glade Guard’s rear.

As for the Everfree Rangers and the hundreds of animals that came with them, they took positions and transverse through the surrounding trees, both for better movement and as a superior vantage point to support the army below. For the larger animals such as bears, Manticores and the such they moved freely amongst the Glade Guard and the Spirits, there was no need to keep an eye on them, they knew who the true enemy is.

So far they haven’t encountered any resistance since leaving the Everglade or even when they entered the purple covered ground that marked the Zerg territory. Even the scouting parties that were sent ahead reported back with no activity within the territory of the Zerg abominations.

King Aspen was no fool. This was all too suspicious for his tastes.

“My liege, the last scouting party has returned.” Blackthorn said as a group of four Rangers approached and kneeled before Aspen.

“Report.”

“Your majesty, we couldn’t find anything of significance up ahead. No enemy patrols or movement.” The lead Ranger said.

King Aspen frowned. “Nothing at all Ranger?”

The Ranger bowed his head even lower. “Nothing your majesty. None of the abominations in sight.” The Ranger finished.

Aspen surveyed the forest before him with a hard frown. He knew the Zerg and their leader are waiting within this forest for his forces, he wasn’t naïve.

“Alright. You may return with the rest of the Rangers. You four have done well.” The King ordered.

“Yes, your majesty!”

A soon as the Rangers left, Blackthorn stepped up beside him while gazing into the forest ahead with a stern expression.

“I don’t like this my king. This could all be an elaborate trap set up by the enemy.” Blackthorn said, sharing his concern on the matter.

Aspen shared his Captain’s unease, he like everyone else knew that these abominations aren’t mindless beasts. Their army of monsters is being led by an unknown being with high intelligence and a power never seen before by the Deer Folk. For all their previous encounters, they are still unknown factors about the Zerg that King Aspen is concerned about. Their abilities, their numbers, the different creatures within their ranks, their plans, all unknown to him or to any of his soldiers.

That is why he marched his army out. He must be the one to strike a decisive blow first before their enemy decisively strikes them unawares or at an unforeseen angle.

King Aspen can’t afford that to happen.

“I understand your concerns well Blackthorn. But the more we stand idle the more time we give to the enemy to consolidate their forces. For now, we march forward and force the enemy’s hand.” King Aspen said with a tone of conviction.

“Heed... the warnings… of your companion… Heart Bearer…”

Both Aspen and Blackthorn immediately turned their gaze up towards the one that spoke to them, once they realized who it was speaking to them Blackthorn immediately bowed to one knee while Aspen himself bowed his head in revered respect.

The being towering over them is the first of the Great Spirits of the Everfree and ancient beyond compare. It is he who leads and speaks for the other Spirits of the forest, the Ancient Spirit Ashbark. Much like his name suggests the very bark and gnarled roots that made up his very being is coloured white ash from untold millennia of age.

However, this didn’t mean he was any less powerful, the untold amount of years only strengthened the Ancient Spirit in both mind, body and spirit. Making him one of, if not, the most revered being of the Everfree second only to Evera herself. All the Children of Evera bow to him out of revered respect, even the past Kings of the Everglade bow to his ancient wisdom.

King Aspen is no exception. “Revered Ashbark! I understand fully what you mean, but I have no choice but to move forward! The more time we waste standing idling around the more time the enemy has to prepare.” Aspen explained to the ancient being.

Ashbark gave out a low growled hum, his form crackling as the sound of bending wood echoed around the vicinity. “I understand… your concerns very well… Heart Bearer… But do not forget… your duty to see your people… home… back to the loved ones… they left behind…”

King Aspen knew very well what the Ancient Spirit meant. Many of the Deer Folk that he brought with him, each and every one of them, are fighting not only for the Everfree but also for the families, friends and loved ones they have left back at the Everglade.

It is his duty as their king, to see them home.

“I understand revered Ashbark. We shall tread carefully from now on.” Aspen said, relenting to the Ancient Spirit’s wisdom.

The massive spirit hummed in satisfaction. “You are a good king… Heart Bearer… Never forget… your duty… given to you… by the All Mother…” Ashbark said as he pointed a single clawed finger towards the Heart on Aspen’s chest before lumbering back to the rest of the Ancient Spirits. “Now… I must return with the rest… to prepare… for the coming conflict…”

Aspen nodded, watching as the Ancient Spirits dispersed into the forest behind him. He then returned his attention forward to once again resume their march into enemy territory. “Loyal Protectors of the forest! MARCH-”

“SSSKKKKRRREEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIII!”

Immediately Aspen brought his attention up towards the forest before him where the horrific roars emanated from. In the distance, the King could hear a low rumbling somewhere deep in the forest ahead. The very ground below their feet tremored, foreshadowing what’s to come.

King Aspen schooled his features as he tightened his grip on his spear. The enemy has finally come.

“Blackthorn! Illia!” Aspen shouted.

The Glade Guard captain raised his spear. “GLADE GUARD! FORM UP! THORN WALL FORMATION!” Captain Blackthorn shouted as he and every Glade Guard rushed forward and started quickly forming a neat wall of locked shields with militarized pace. Soon a tight phalanx of two hundred deers wide and nearly four ranks deep is formed, shields lock with one another filled all possible gaps as the first two ranks of Glade Guards thrust out their spears, creating a venerable wall of iron hardwood and pointed spears.

“RANGERS AT THE READY!” Captain Illia commanded from her vantage point among the trees as every Ranger notched their blessed arrows and took aim towards the still coming enemy. The noise in the distance grew louder, now roaring throughout the forest.

“Children and loyal servants of Evera! Prepare yourselves!” King Aspen exclaimed as his amulet glowed with power. The Druids behind him prepared themselves accordingly, incantations and spells readied at the tip of their tongues and fingers. The hundreds of Forest Guardians and large animals all bared their teeth, fangs, and claws for the coming conflict.

And standing in the middle of it all, perched on a particularly large boulder overlooking his army is King Aspen himself, a look of stern conviction schooled his features as he held his magical spear in hand.

Soon enough his army is ready for the coming enemy, and they didn’t have to wait very long.

For the first time, Aspen laid eyes on the very enemy that plagues his forest. Through the dense forest before him, hundreds upon hundreds of lizard-like monstrosities are bounding through the forest towards his army with frightening speed, the rumbling noise of the oncoming horde is now replaced with shrill shrieks that can only be described as alien in nature.

Aspen frowned in disgust as he observed the oncoming horde. These Zerg cared not for what was in their way or how their very feet trampled upon the very ground and plants of their Goddess’s domain. Flowers, bushes and young saplings alike were all mercilessly trampled during their savage stampede.

As the incoming horde quickly approached, Aspen raised his spear towards his Druids. “Druids ready yourselves on my mark!”

The horde drew closer; their shrieks became deafening.

“Steady…!” Aspen urged as tension grew to unbearable levels.

The first of the abominations gave out an ear-splitting shriek before it and dozens of others leaped many yards towards the wall of Glade Guards.

“NOW!” Aspen roared as all 30 Druids released their spell.

Just before the first of the Zerg could crash into the Glade Guard’s ranks, the very ground shook and glowed bright green as hundreds of vines, each nearly as thick as the surrounding trees, burst forth from the very ground in front of the incoming horde, quickly catching all the still airborne lizards and promptly smashing them onto the ground turning them into nothing but bloody paste.

Soon a writhing wall of vines as wide as the Glade Guard’s formation was created as the wall of vines then proceeded to smash, grab, whip, catch, thrash, and crush any Zerg that came within their reach. This immediately halted the enemy horde from proceeding any further as many of their numbers died messily upon the initial clash.

However, the Zerg in turn started to rip and tear their way into the vines, but for every one they take down the Druids’ constant flow of magic would automatically sprout a new vine in its place to push back the mass tide of abominations.

“NOW!” Illia exclaimed as she loosed her arrow.

The command was soon followed by a virtual rain of arrows soaring through the forest air and towards the Zerg army. Hundreds of arrows found their marks as an equal number of Zerg abominations shrieked out in pain.

Illia nor the Rangers didn’t rest as they already loosed two more volleys straight into the horde, the pained shrieks of the Zerg either dead or dying filled the air.

However, despite their initial success, King Aspen quickly noticed the enemy quickly adapting to their situation and started to change tactics.

While hundreds of lizard abominations continued to throw themselves at the wall of vines in suicidal abandon, hundreds more still coming from the rear of their army soon parted both ways and started to quickly circle around the wall of vines on both the left and the right.

Seeing this, Aspen quickly shouted. “THEY’RE CIRCLING AROUND! DRUIDS! COVER OUR FLANKS!”

Some of the Druids immediately turned and grew more vines to shadow the flanking Zerg as Aspen could hear Captain Illia immediately barking out orders to her Rangers. Soon arrows started to hail onto the flanking Zerg.

However, with a portion of the Druid’s and Ranger’s attention diverted from the front, this in turn consequently lessened the frontline defense.

This became abundantly clear when dozens of Zerg all along the frontlines managed to gnaw, tear and squeeze their way through the wall of vines and rushed towards the Glade Guards ranks. Many of these Zerg were quickly shot down but many more managed to reach the ranks of Glade Guard.

Soon enough these abominations charged straight into the Glade Guard’s shields, their large size and mass barreling straight into the ranks of the Glade Guard.

“GLADE GUARD! HOLD THE LINE!” Blackthorn shouted as Aspen saw his Captain thrust his spear into the exposed belly of a charging lizard. While the creature shrieked in pain, Blackthorn then used his shield to lift and throw the still thrashing beast behind him where dozens of spears quickly ended its life.

This happened all across the line, many Glade Guards skillfully dispatching the few Zerg that got through the vines and hail of arrows, but due to the surprising tenacity and agility of these creatures many others were not as fortunate.

As Blackthorn brought his shield back into formation, Aspen saw numerous other lizards leaping through the air and straight into the Glade Guard’s ranks from above. Most of these lizards were either skewered by dozens of spears or instantly dispatched by the deadly aim of the Rangers above. But still, a few managed to crash into the Glade Guard’s ranks, disrupting many from the formation and brutally maiming and killing all those around them before quickly being dispatched by the surrounding Glade Guard.

Somewhere else down the line, Aspen saw a Zerg lizard barreling straight into the Glade Guard’s ranks, throwing many off balance. All the king could hear soon after is the screaming of both the lizard and some unfortunate Glade Guard.

Moments like these happened all across the lines as more and more of the abominations started to force their way through the wall of vines. But so far the battle is going their way as the Glade Guards are still holding and the majority of the enemy’s numbers were still being held back by the wall of vines.

While this was happening, Aspen noticed that the Druids couldn’t maintain any more vines to cover their flanks least they leave the frontlines completely open. Also, the arrows from the Rangers didn’t make any significant damage to the flanking numbers of the enemy army, thus dozens upon dozens of Zerg started to pour around the vines and started charging straight towards their flanks.

Despite this King Aspen didn’t panic, both the Forest Guardians and the Children of Evera charged to meet their flanking adversaries.

It was here where King Aspen saw the full extent of the Zerg’s savagery. Hundreds of Forest Guardians and animals clashed violently with the Zerg lizards. Blood was spilled, limbs and wooden splinters flew and heads rolled as the combined might of both the Forest Guardians and animals started tearing at the flanking Zerg.

Aspen watched as a Forest Guardian wrestled with a lizard, only for two more Guardians to come and tear the Zerg apart from behind. He then drew this attention to a group of three bears started smashing and clawing at any lizard monstrosities within their reach. Aspen then watched as entire groups of squirrels, chipmunks, birds, bats, and even rabbits swarm down from the trees above onto many of the lizards.

However, though the Children of Evera and the Forest Guardians were putting up a valiant defense, they were taking massive losses. Many of the Guardians were shattered upon the initial impact of the clash, their wooden bodies scattered and crushed underfoot. Many more were simply ripped apart by the more tenacious Zerg in a straight up fight, their sharp wooden teeth and claws did little against the scaly hide of the Zerg lizards, only the limbs and more exposed areas of these abominations did the Guardians have any hope of hurting them. But even then the Zerg lizards seemingly ignored their wounds all together and fought on with frightening ferocity.

The Children of Evera, on the other hand, was another story. Some of the larger beasts faired better against the Zerg lizards then their wooden kin, however, they were still few in number compared to the hundreds of smaller animals that made up most of their numbers.

Their low numbers became abundantly clear as Aspen saw the previous group of bears being piled on by dozens of Zerg. Soon each of these bears roared their last as they were brutally torn to apart into bloody pieces. The smaller animals, from what Aspen can see from both sides, were doing their very best in order to impede the flanking Zerg as much as they can.

Entire groups of squirrels, chipmunks, beavers, and rabbits were swarming individual lizards and gnawing, scratching, kicking, biting and throwing small pebbles at each Zerg they come across. Birds flew in flocks and are found diving into the fray, usually assisting with their smaller kin in impeding an individual Zerg. These small animals would continue their attacks until either a Forest Guardian or one of the larger animals came along to finish off the Zerg lizard before moving to a new target. These brave animals aimed generally for the eyes as well as the numerous appendages of each lizard, usually braving the dangers of the teeth and sickle-like claws of said creatures.

However, the causalities among the smaller animals were high. Many of these small critters either find themselves thrown off as these Zergs thrashed around, crushed between bodies or underfoot, or worse found themselves in the maw of the very Zerg they are attacking or on the end of one of the creature’s many claws.

Not only that, but the flanking lizards as a whole seemed to have wizened up to these tactics and started to adapt counter measures against these attacks. As Aspen surveyed the ongoing battle, he sees a single Zerg covered in squirrels and chipmunks thrash about, throwing off many of the small animals. Soon enough it’s abominable kin started to aid the Zerg by tearing the smaller animals off or quickly falling upon the ones that were thrown off in a show of brutal savagery and gore.

This happened similarly on both flanks as the bodies of the Children of Evera begun littering the purple mud covered ground, and with the steady stream of still reinforcing Zerg, the flanks were being pushed back in the Zergs’ favor.

King Aspen quickly turned his gaze towards where his Ranger Captain is. “CAPTAIN ILLIA!” Aspen shouted, hoping to catch the Ranger’s attention above the noise of battle.

Fortunate favors him as Illia turned her gaze from the battle towards him. “YES MY KING!?”

“ORDER YOUR RANGERS TO FOCUS ON OUR FLANKS! GIVE AID TO THE FOREST GUARDIANS AND THE CHILDREN OF EVERA!” Aspen commanded.

Illia gave a firm nod before addressing her Rangers. “RANGER GROUPS THREE TO EIGHT! DIVIDE AND FOCUS YOUR ATTENTION TOWARDS OUR FLANKS! GIVE SUPPORTING FIRE!” The Captain commanded. Soon hundreds of arrows started to fly into the flanking Zergs on both sides, giving the much-needed support to the Guardians and the animals of the Everfree.

The flanks are now slowly stabilizing for the moment. If they can hold the line they can drain the enemy of their numbers and finally advance towards their nest. Even now he could see that the flow of Zerg reinforcements has trickled down to a full stop, leaving just what seems to be well over a thousand Zerg his army must now face.

Victory is just on the horizon.

Boooofff! “SSRRHHHHAAAAAAA!”

Aspen immediately snapped his gaze towards the new noise and blanched at what he saw.

Through the wall of vines, Aspen can see dozens, if not, a hundred of new abominations bursting forth from the very ground amongst the enemy army. There was no doubt in Aspen’s mind that these new monstrosities are Zerg, but unlike their lizard counterparts these were more akin to massive serpent monstrosities. Just from one look, these monsters are arrayed with deadly scythe-like claws on each arm, large crown shaped heads covered in some form of brown carapace armor and maws filled with vicious needle-like fangs.

But what frightened Aspen the most are the eyes of these creatures, eyes glowing red with burning bloodlust.

One of the serpents let out another roar before flaring its large crown shaped head.

Fwwwiip! Thwack!

Aspen watched in stunned silence as a Ranger suddenly fell from above and crashed onto the purple forest ground just a few meters in front of him. The Ranger fell on his back showing Aspen his eyes glazed over and his expression is one of clear shock, but what caught Aspen’s attention the most was what appears to be a vicious barbed spine embedded deeply in the unfortunate Ranger’s head, killing him instantly.

Aspen only had a brief moment to realize what has just occurred before the air was filled with a torrent of deadly fast projectiles.

Splinters, branches and shredded leaves rained down from above following the sudden attack, even entire portions of the surrounding trees collapsed, whittled down from the sheer destruction of the sudden barrage.

However, all of this paled in comparison to horror of seeing the falling bodies of his Rangers, some were still screaming as they fell.

“RANGERS! SCATTER! SCATTER! TAKE COVER WHEREVER YOU CAN!” Aspen heard Illia shout in desperation. The king watched as the Ranger’s above jumped to cover or bounded between the trees to evade the incoming fire.

However, Aspen watched in growing horror as too many of his Rangers still fell to the enemy’s sudden attack. He watched as his Rangers screamed in agony as many were suddenly hit with multiple spines and fell to the ground below. Most of his Rangers died instantly to the frighteningly accurate shots of the serpents, but those who didn’t die outright either died from the fall or are left screaming in pain on the purple covered ground.

But this wasn’t the end, with the Rangers now suppressed the flanks are once again failing as the flanking Zerg started viciously tearing their way through the Forest Guardians and the Children of Evera. Eventually, many of the animals either fled for their lives or were torn apart, and with only a handful of Guardians left the Zerg started breaking through and attacking the Glade Guards from the sides, forcing the Glade Guard to break formation in order to defend their flanks.

Eventually the last of the Forest Guardians fell, leaving both their flanks wide open for the enemy to exploit.

Immediately Aspen turned to the nearest Druid. “Druid! Take ten others and heal the wounded! We must save as many as we can!” Aspen ordered.

The Druid nodded. “Yes my lord! It shall be-”

Fwwwip! “AAAAURGH!”

Aspen immediately turned to see the same Druid he was speaking to collapsed back violently from a barbed spine embedded in his shoulder, nearly severing the arm entirely. Fortunately, the Druid is still screaming in pain and thus is still alive as another Druid came to tend to the injured deer.

Aspen immediately turned back towards the Zerg army beyond the vine wall, only to watch as these new serpent monstrosities started firing more volleys of deadly projectiles towards his Rangers and Druids through the wall of thick vines with frightening accuracy. These projectiles had no trouble piercing through even the densest parts of the vines without losing any momentum as seen when an unfortunate Druid was virtually launched back and pinned to a tree by multiple spines.

The Druids noticed their fellow brethren’s deaths as they started summoning more vines or hid behind the trees as cover, but this, in turn, drew the Druids’ attention away from the wall of vines, creating even more holes in their defense for the enemy army to exploit.

“CAPTAIN BLACKTHORN!” Aspen shouted to his captain, who is currently wrestling his shield against a Zerg lizard.

“YES MY- RAAH! GET OFF!- KING!” Blackthorn shouted back as he stabbed the Zerg through the exposed belly before throwing the creature away.

“RETREAT YOUR GLADE GUARD TO DEFEND OUR DRUIDS! DRUIDS! FOCUS ALL YOUR ATTENTION ON KEEPING THE ENEMY AT BAY!” Aspen commanded.

As if to reinforce Aspen’s dire order, a large gap on the wall of vines was soon torn open as more of the lizard abominations started to steadily charge through and clash violently with the Glade Guards.

Immediately, Blackthorn barked out orders to the Glade Guard behind him and soon the entire phalanx retreated back and formed a protective semi-circle in front of the remaining Druids. The Druids then dropped out of their cover and quickly filled the large gap with a swarm of new vines.

Aspen then called out to the Rangers above. “RANGERS! TAKE OUT THOSE SERPENTS!”

Soon after giving the order, blessed arrows flew towards the Zerg lines, weaving through the wall of vines and toward their intended target. However, as the arrows hit their marks many either glanced off the serpent’s large head or pierced the flesh of the creatures but not killing or the very least crippling them outright.

In the end, the Ranger’s counter-attack only seemingly enraged the serpents further as the serpents soon started to trade with the Rangers, exchanging streams of deadly barbed spines with volleys of magical arrows. Even more Rangers who were either out of position or couldn’t get into cover in time fell.

However, not all the serpents were focusing their fire on the Rangers, some amongst their numbers were firing volleys towards his Druids now guarded by his Glade Guards. It was here Aspen saw the full destructive force of the serpents’ attacks.

Even with what Aspen believed to be ample protection, the spines fired by those damnable serpents still manages to pierce through the iron hardwood of the Glade Guard’s shields, shattering their only means of defense into flying splinters and horribly injuring the Glade Guard that took the hit.

Dozens upon dozens of the Glade Guards fell to the combined might of the savage lizards and deadly serpents, those injured were then quickly pulled away as gaps were quickly closed by their still standing brethren. But it was only a matter of time before every defending Glade Guard shared the same fate.

Aspen knew he was on borrowed time. His lines are pushed back, his subjects dying in droves and their first line of defense will soon crumble as the Druids are literally collapsing from exhaustion trying to keep the vines up or to save the horrible injured.

If he has any chance at victory, then he needed to silence those serpents. Permanently.

Moving in front of the group of remaining Druids, just behind the Glade Guard, he gave his order. “DRUIDS! ON MY MARK! OPEN A GAP IN THE WALL! GLADE GUARDS OPEN FORMATIONS AT THE SAME TIME!” King Aspen shouted above the noise of battle.

Blackthorn spoke out. “MY KING! ARE YOU SURE! THEY WILL POUR IN IF WE-”

Aspen interrupted his captain with a stern look. “HAVE FAITH! AS YOUR KING! I WILL BRING AN END TO THIS BATTLE!”

“YES MY KING!” Replied Blackthorn as well as every deer within earshot.

With their confirmation, King Aspen started to concentrate. Gathering the natural energies of the Everfree into the Heart.

Soon his eyes glowed with power as his amulet and antlers are wreathed in powerful magical energies of nature itself.

Gathering all the gathered power to his spear, he raised his instrument of war high with both hands clasped on its shaft.

“NOW!” Aspen shouted as he slammed his spear into the ground.

Immediately his Glade Guard parted to make way as at the same time a large gap was created in the wall of vines, letting the Zerg pour through. Just as the first of the Zerg passed through, massive thick vines covered in large thorns burst forth from where Aspen’s spear met the ground and rushed towards the Zerg like an unstoppable tide.

The shrill dying shrieks of the enemy filled the air as hundreds upon hundreds of Zerg are swept up, eviscerated and crushed by the torrent of barbed vines. Once amongst the enemy horde the vines started to branch out causing even more havoc through the Zerg horde and seeking out their true targets.

The serpents, who were raking causalities among Aspen’s army, now find themselves entangled by the sudden stream of vines. However, even entangled the serpents did not die so easily. As a testament to their deadly nature, the serpents who were entangled started tearing into the vines with their vicious scythes, even as they were eviscerated and torn apart by the very vines that entangled their massive forms.

As the last of the serpents gave out a final pain shriek before dying, all the Glade Guards, all the Rangers and as well as all the Druids cheered for victory.

All but Aspen, he knew that there was more to the Zerg then just serpents and lizards. What other monstrosities does the Zerg contain? What other abominations can they field into battle?

If the sudden appearance of the serpents taught him anything, then he must remain vigilant.

“MY SUBJECTS! REMAIN VIGILANT! THIS BATTLE IS NOT YE-”

King Aspen was suddenly interrupted by a massive green explosion erupting at the far end of his barbed vines. Soon the explosion is followed by numerous others, showering the vines with what appears to be green liquid. To Aspen’s great shock the green liquid immediately started to corrode and melt his vines with a noise reminiscent of a furious snake.

“Acid…” A Druid behind Aspen whispered, shock evident in their tone.

Before Aspen could act, more explosions erupted all along his vines, the acid quickly melting through his vines at a frightening pace, even going so far as to sever entire tree sized vines. The explosions continued until it started to quickly approach the wall of vines his Druid created.

Thinking quickly, Aspen drew back his remaining vines from the gap, only having a brief moment to see the still steaming stumps of his vines as they retreated back into the earth.

As the last of Aspen’s vines retreated the Druids quickly closed the gap as the few hundred remaining Zerg tried to rush through the brief opening before once again held back by a wall of writhing vines. The few that managed to get through were soon dispatched by the Rangers above.

However, the explosions didn’t stop. All along the wall, green acid exploded and showered the vines, melting through the magical plants and creating large gaps in their defense.

Even when the already exhausted Druids desperately summoned more vines to cover the gaps, the remain pools of acid halted any attempts of growing new vines.

It wasn’t enough as dozens of fast moving objects sped through the open gaps at alarming speeds and towards the Glade Guards.

These objects were moving too fast to discern what they truly are, so far from what Aspen can initially see, each of these objects are rolling green balls.

Even so, King Aspen had a horrible inkling that these rolling objects are new Zerg monstrosities, and most likely the cause of all the acidic explosions from before.

If those creatures manage to reach his lines. The devastation they would cause will surely break his army.

“RANGERS! SHOOT THEM DOWN!” Aspen shouted while simultaneously slamming the pommel of his spear onto the ground.

Immediately, a volley of arrows flew towards the incoming creatures while barbed vines burst forth from the earth in front of the Glade Guards’ ranks and sped towards the same creatures.

Many of these creatures exploded in a shower of vile acid from the volley of arrows, the death of these new creatures just confirmed Aspen’s greatest fears. The few remaining creatures then suddenly started to weave through the arrow fire with controlled agility, something never before seen from any creature Aspen has ever seen capable of doing.

With the discovery of their surprising agility, Aspen started to track down and smashed the few others with the vines he summoned in conjunction with his Ranger’s arrow fire.

Soon the dozens that came through were whittled down to only three of these suicidal creatures. However, it seemed with the death of each of these creatures, the surviving ones became even more agile. The trio of rolling creatures are skillfully dodging and weaving through both arrow fire and the vines controlled by Aspen himself.

Soon three became two as one was shot by an unescapable volley of arrows.

Two became one when Aspen managed to crush one with three different vines.

One left as Aspen prepared to swamp the creature with an endless tide of vines.

“MY KING! LOOK OUT!” Blackthorn screamed as he dove right in front of Aspen, shield braced in front of him.

Fwwip! CRACK!

A large portion of Blackthorn’s shield exploded into splinters as a spine sped just centimeters past Aspen’s cheek and pierced into the tree behind him.

King Aspen quickly caught the Captain before pushing him aside but it was too late, the suicidal creature is just seconds away from reaching the Glade Guard’s ranks.

“NO!” Aspen shouted as he desperately summoned a small fence of vines as a last-ditch attempt to protect his Glade Guard.

However, right before the rolling creature could collide with the fence of vines, it did, in Aspen’s eyes, the impossible.

It jumped.

The suicidal creature soared high into the air, the Glade Guards raised their shields in a vain attempt to defend themselves.

PSSSSSSSSSSHHH!

At the apex of its leap, a volley of arrows pelted the creature, popping it before it could crash into the Glade Guard’s ranks.

Fortunately, most of the acid landed just short of the Glade Guard’s ranks, however, some of the acid reached the Glade Guards, with terrifying results.

“AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH! IT BURNS!”

“OH GODDESS! MY ARM! MY ARM!”

“SOMEONE HELP ME!”

A small portion of the acid managed to shower a dozen Glade Guards nearest to where the suicidal creature died. Aspen watched as these unfortunate deers screamed in pain and started desperately removing their corroded armor and shields. Many now sporting horrible acid burns, even a few holding onto corroded stumps of what was once their arms or legs.

The surrounding Glade Guards not affected by the acid watch in horror as their fellow deers scream in pain and agony, all too shocked to move.

“DRUIDS! Tend to the wounded!” Aspen commanded. This brought every one of his subjects out of their shock as they sprang into immediate action.

The Druids quickly dragged the injured Glade Guard out of the ranks while the surviving Glade Guards closed ranks.

All this was done quickly and efficiently, something Aspen always admired about his subjects.

“SSSKKKRRRREEEIIIIIII!”

“SHHRRRAAAAAAAA!”

As if to remind them of their dire situation, the Zerg started charging through the newly created gaps in the wall of vines and redoubled their efforts on attacking from the flanks. Serpents that survived started firing bursts of deadly spines towards the Rangers.

Once more King Aspen found himself in a precarious position. The moment of distraction created by the suicidal creatures was enough for the enemy to break through. And with most of the Druids preoccupied healing the injured, any hope of holding the wall of vines at this point is pointless.

“RANGERS! OPEN FIRE!” Captain Illia shouted as volleys of arrows peppered the onrushing horde of Zergs.

“GLADE GUARD! FORM UP! BRACE YOURSELVES!” Blackthorn barked from behind the Glade Guard’s ranks. The Glade Guard closed ranks and prepped their spears once more for the eventual clash.

Even though his subjects are ready to fight to the last, they were still heavily depleted. The Zerg caused many horrific casualties among his army, his Glade Guard now a hundred less than what they used to be, the forest ground covered in the bodies and littered remains of the Children of Evera and the Forest Guardians, the Rangers exhausted and no doubt low on arrows and the Druids who are all exhausted from overusing their magic.

Even Aspen himself is mentally strained and exhausted from directing his army and using the Heart. Such power is difficult to control, especially during battle.

But still, there is a chance for victory.

“My loyal subjects! We will hold out against these abominations! They are heavily depleted of their numbers!” Aspen shouted. He then pointed his spear towards the still coming enemy. “Victory is in the horizon! We just have to hold out this final wave!” Aspen shouted as he himself started gathering power from his Heart, soon he summoned another fence of barbed spines to surround his remaining forces.

Soon enough the Zerg tore through the barbed vines, momentarily slowing their charge before smashing into the Glade Guards’ ranks. Many more of the lizards leaped into the air before crashing into the Glade Guards, soon the entire defensive line delved into chaos, his subjects fighting tooth and nail to hold back the horde of savage lizards as bodies dropped and limbs flew.

The Rangers did all they could to provide support, but now amongst the charging lizards are the deadly serpents as they fired their spines at the Rangers as well as the ranks of Glade Guard causing even more casualties. The Rangers soon started to focus their attention on the remaining serpents, peppering these monstrosities with mass concentrated fire of arrows.

But even with concentrated fire, the serpents refused to die, many of whom are riddled with dozens of arrows and bleeding profusely, but still fought on unaffected.

Aspen stabbed his spear into the head of a lizard before throwing his weapon into another leaping toward a Glade Guard. He then magically creates a new spear to fend off any more Zerg that broke through.

“KEEP FIGHTING! THE ENEMY IS GROWING DESPERATE! VICTORY IS OURS!” Aspen shouted out to his subjects as he threw his spear into the side of a charging lizard.

Booofff! “PHHTBBBRRREEEEEAAAAAA!”

“By the Goddess! What in the world is THAT!” a Druid shouted.

Aspen laid his eyes on this new Zerg in cold dread. Just meters away is a massive six-legged monstrosity with a spiked chitin shell and large curved axe-shaped appendages on top of its spiked shell as it’s three amber eyes glowed. This monster is as large as a bear and akin to a massive beetle covered in spikes. The beetle then opened its webbed mandible-like jaw and gruddled out another roar.

The massive beetle is soon joined by a dozen more all across the Zerg ranks as they started skittering towards his lines like a wall of spiked chitin.

“ALL RANGERS! FOCUS FIRE ON THOSE THINGS!” Illia shouted as arrows started to fly towards the monstrous beetles.

However, if the serpents were inured to the arrow attacks then these beetles are completely impervious. The steady fire of arrows glanced off or outright broke against the armored shells of these beetles, doing absolutely nothing to halt their advance.

“AIM FOR THEIR EYES! THEIR EYES ARE VULNERABLE!” Illia shouted as she fired another arrow straight towards one of the massive beetles.

The arrow hit true as the beetle roared out in pain, an arrow embedded right in its middle eye.

Soon the other Rangers started to fire more accurate shots as few of the beetles also roared out in pain.

However, this only slowed the beetles advance, and like a turtle, the beetles drew their head back into the safety of their armored shells before continuing their advance.

Soon these beetles stopped a few meters away from the frontlines as the Zerg lizards attacking the Glade Guards started to retreat behind the beetles.

“What are they-”

PLAAAAK! “AAAA-!”

Aspen was horribly interrupted as the first of the beetles spewed a stream of acid directly hitting few of the Glade Guards position at the front. Those hit only screamed for a mere second before suddenly melting down into pools of green acid.

Soon all the beetles started dousing his Glade Guards with acid, his Glade Guard started to flee.

“FALL BACK!”

“RETREAT!” Shouted many of the Glade Guard in desperation as the entire frontline broke as the beetles doused even more acid on the retreating Glade Guard.

Aspen sprang into action. “STAND YOUR GROUND! IF WE RETREAT NOW THAN ALL IS LOST!” Aspen commanded as he gathered raw magical energy into his spear before throwing it at great speeds towards the nearest beetle.

BTTOOOOM! “PEIIIIIIII!”

The magically imbued spear hit its mark as the beetle squealed in pain, the explosion also blew away the surrounding Zerg.

As the smoke cleared, the beetle’s entire shell was blown wide open showing it’s charred open flesh as well as half of its face, it’s limbs were either lost or hanging on a few strands of meat.

But still it lived, much to Aspen’s shock. Then the wounded beetle proceeded to dig into the ground at alarming speeds, soon completely burrowed into the earth. Just seconds later the same spot erupted in a shower of dirt and purple mud as a brand new beetle burst forth, letting out a bestial roar.

But upon closer inspection, Aspen saw a small crack in its shell as it immediately closed. It soon dawned on the king that the beetle is the exact same one he had injured. It somehow healed itself of all its wounds and regenerated new limbs.

If this was true, then these beetles regenerate faster than even Hydras. A truly horrifying thought.

Aspen is quickly taken out of his thoughts when the remaining Glade Guards rallied around him, covering both him and the Druids behind them closely. But Aspen could see that his Glade Guards were on their last legs, even Blackthorn, his loyal captain, was worse for wear.

With most of the Glade Guards out of range, the beetles resumed their advance, acting as living shields against the Ranger’s fire while the rest of the Zerg army following just behind the armored monstrosities.

Soon Captain Illia and many other Rangers landed around Aspen.

“Captain Illia, why are you down here?” Aspen asked.

“Ran out of arrows your majesty.” Illia simply replied as she drew her knife.

Soon some of the Rangers that came with down with her drew their knives, the ones still above all drew their arrows for possibly the final volley.

This was it. Every one of his subjects, every deer here knew that this may be the last.

“My king… I implore you. Please escape with the Rangers and the wounded to fight another day. I and the Glade Guards will stay behind to buy you time.” Blackthorn said, his eyes never leaving the encroaching swarm.

King Aspen chuckled. “I was going to suggest that I held them off while the rest of you escape. But no matter. Running will not do us any good. But perhaps we can buy time for our wounded.” Aspen stated as he turned towards the Druids tending to the gravely injured.

“My Druids! Take as many of the wounded back to the Everglade! Those among you that can still stand, assist the Druids!” Aspen commanded.

“What about you my King!?” A lone Druid asked, worry evident in their tone.

Aspen’s expression changed to one of conviction as he turned back towards the front. “I and all those who can still fight will continue the fight! Now go!” Aspen commanded as the Druids started moving the injured.

As this was happening, the beetles released another roar as the entire horde rushed forward.

King Aspen’s eyes glowed with power as every deer around him braced themselves for the final battle.

Aspen then spoke. “WE FIGHT TO THE LAST! FOR EVERA! FOR THE EVERFREE!”

“FOR THE EVERFREE!” Every deer roared out in unison as the Zerg horde charged in for the kill.

“GOSH… NAK… TUR~IN! The children of Evera… shall bleed no MORE!”

Suddenly large tree roots whipped over Aspen’s head, violently swatting the entire Zerg vanguards back.

Aspen turned and set his eyes upon a glorious sight.

The Ancient Spirits, all thirty of them, strode forwards in large strides, their very steps pounding the earth like the wrathful guardians they were, chanting words of scorn and hate in their ancient tongue. Soon Aspen and his fellow Deer folk gave way to their ancient guardians as they strode through the Glade Guard’s ranks.

Soon the Spirits surrounded King Aspen’s entire army on all sides. Then like a Manticore defending her cubs, the Spirits then proceeded to crush all opposition, smashing aside entire packs of lizards with every step and every swipe of their clawed hands.

The lizards started to leap and claw their way up and around the Spirits’ forms, however, their attacks were useless as the very Spirits are connected at a spiritual level to the very essence of nature itself. So long as they stay connected to the very earth below their mighty forms, they are nigh unstoppable.

The Spirits started grabbing and crushing the lizards that were crawling all over their forms, soon all the damage these lizards had dealt healed instantly as if nothing has happened.

The Serpents fired mass bursts of spines into the Spirits, chipping away at their hardened forms. The Spirits weathered the attacks, where the spine has proven to be deadly to the deers it seemed to be nothing more than a great annoyance to the Spirits as their forms simply healed faster than the serpents can damage them.

The beetles, on the other hand, started spraying acid onto the legs of the ancient spirits. The Ancient Spirits counteracted this by rapidly healing their wounds and using long tree roots sprouting from their arms to bat away the beetles.

Aspen is soon brought out of his momentarily awe when a large shadow covered him from behind.

“Heart Bearer… You… and your subjects… did well to hold your own…”

Immediately Aspen turned and bowed his head towards the ash white Spirit. “Great Spirit Ashbark! You arrived when my subjects needed you most! If not for your timely arrival, then we would’ve lost all hope!” Aspen said earnestly.

“Yes… but it was you… King Aspen… that held your people together… gave them hope… where there was none… You did well…”

Aspen couldn’t help the feeling of pride swell within his chest.

“Now… the time for talk… is long passed… The fruits of your people’s sacrifice… has bought me… and my kin… time to complete our task…” Ashbark said.

This confused Aspen for but a moment until he Immediately remembered what Ashbark meant. “The task you and the other Spirits ventured off to complete! What exactly did you accomplish!?” Aspen questioned in a curious tone.

Ashbark gave a low hum. “Gathering friends…”

Before Aspen could question the ancient spirit further, he is immediately interrupted by a growing tremor from the forest behind him.

The Deer folk nearest to him turned in obvious panic as they immediately readied themselves for more Zerg. However, what came from behind them shocked them to lower their weapons.

Charging forth from the forest behind them, Aspen saw a near endless stampede of the Children of Evera bursting forth from the bushes and shrubbery, ranging from all shapes and sizes.

Aspen noticed that amongst their numbers were some of the largest animals he has ever seen. Dire Bears that towers over all others, massive stone hard Cragadiles, large Manticores, Dire Wolves and the largest by far a single four-headed Hydra leading the entire charge.

Aspen, as well as his remaining subjects, could only stare in shock and awe as the stampede rushed pasted them and straight into the Zerg horde.

“GRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” All four heads of the Hydra roared as it used its massive body to plow through the Zerg horde, crushing and sending Zerg through the air. Soon the Hydra is followed by the stampede of animals.

Manticores pounced and tore into the lizards tearing them apart, Dire Bears used their massive bulk to barrel through the Zerg ranks, packs of wolves wrestled and tore apart the Zerg lizards, Cragadiles snapped their stone hard teeth catching any Zerg they could reach and entire groups of smaller creatures from squirrels to the fearless honey badger attacked whoever they can.

The Ancient Spirits also strode forward and started crushing all the dangerous opposition, smaller animals crawled all over their forms, using the Ancients as a platform for attack. Many of the serpents were soon caught and crushed in their grips or smashed into bloody paste. The armored beetles faired better than their serpent kin, wreaking casualties among the Children of Evera, however, they too fell to might of the Ancient Spirits.

Soon the Glade Guard, Rangers, the Druids and even the injured roared out their cheers as the reinforcements of the Children of Evera as well as the Ancient Spirits started to wreak havoc through the already depleted Zerg horde with amazing success.

“KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!”

Aspen drew his gaze upwards towards what sky he could see between the trees. He like every Deer folk recognized the cry.

Soon enough the massive form of a Thunder Bird crashed through the trees, it’s great wings spread out as it’s massive talons plowed through the Zerg horde before tearing a single serpent in half and flying back into the air.

From the massive opening the Thunder Bird created, entire flocks of birds of all shapes and types flew into the Zerg horde. Aspen saw large Roc Eagles, vultures and regular birds of prey raking across the Zerg ranks, small birds pecking at whoever they could, great Owlbears smashing down amongst the horde and even the immortal phoenixes igniting all the Zerg with blazing fire.

Aspen’s subjects cheered ever louder, raising their weapons and fists at what can only be a blessing from their beloved Goddess.

Their Goddess Evera has heard them! The Everfree is with them! Hope for victory is still not lost!

“LOOK! THE ZERG ARE RETREATING!” Illia exclaimed, pointing toward the front.

True to her word, the few remaining Zerg started to retreat deeper into their territory, many of the animals gave chase.

Adrenaline washed all fatigue away as Aspen raised his spear towards the retreating Zerg.

“FORWARD! FOR THE EVERFREE!”

“FOR THE EVERFREE!”

Soon the entire army charged into battle, Glade Guards breaking formation with unbridled vigor and roaring out cries of victory, Rangers leaping through the trees above firing arrows between jumps, Druids with newfound energy summoned waves of vines to chase the fleeing enemy.

As for Aspen, he watched from his position as his subjects, the Children of Evera and even the Ancient Spirits rushed forward to claim their victory.

He looked to Ashbark before returning his gaze forwards. “Victory is in sight! Their army is in ruins! We will drive them out once and for all!”

Location: The Everglade, The Tree of Evera

Within the Tree of Evera lies a place where those deemed guilty of a considerable crime are sent for punishment, the very dungeons within the great tree itself.

However, unlike what one would expect from a castle dungeon, the dungeon within the Tree of Evera holds no bars, instead, each prisoner is contained within a single open space, blocked from the outside world by a magical bubble that acts as a barrier.

The barrier is attached to a branching root from above that grew from the Tree of Evera, like a flower bud held by its strong stem. This form of imprisonment acts as a pseudo cell, far superior to any normal cell as it also acts as a magical nullifier in case the prisoner can wield any form of magic.

This is only possible due to the vast magical power the Great Tree contains within its massive form, very few other kingdoms of Equis can possibly do the same.

However, but due to the conservative and hardworking nature of the Deer folk, crime of any kind solemnly happens.

Thus out of the dozen cells within the Tree of Evera’s dungeon, only one is currently occupied by the unconscious form of the Everfree Ranger’s previous Captain.

Yessera.

Bramble watched the unconscious form of the Ranger Captain for what felt like hours when in reality only a few minutes have passed by. Yessera was placed neatly on a bed of flowers and soft grass within the bubble. The Ranger Captain was healed of all wounds by Arch Rosera herself but has yet to wake up.

The young prince stood just outside the barrier and is accompanied by two Glade Guards at all times since they are technically at war.

As Bramble stared at the unconscious form of Yessera, he couldn’t help but remember what has occurred three days ago. How Yessera, his beloved mentor and a fearless Ranger, returned a frightened and startled mess.

Bramble remembered how she screamed in fear before the... thing… took over. So vivid was the memory that he is still frightened by it.

Since that incident, his father gathered their forces and led the charge against the very abominations that infested their home. Bramble wanted to come but his Father adamantly refused and tasked Sister Rosera to defend the Everglade and most importantly to look after him in his absence.

When his father left, Bramble visited Yessera in the dungeons every single hour to see if she had awoken. But every time he does, he’s met with the still unconscious form of one of his most beloved mentors.

“I thought I may find you here.”

Taken out of his thoughts, Bramble turned and saw the majestic form of Arch Druid Rosera gliding towards him.

Immediately the Glade Guard slammed their chest in salute and bowed their head while Bramble sputtered. “S-S-Sister Rosera! Aren’t you suppose to be looking after the defense?”

Rosera hummed with a small smile. “And aren’t you suppose to be joining me for lunch? The sun is already at its peak.” Rosera asked in a gentle soothing voice.

Bramble blushed in embarrassment, realizing just how long he has been in the dungeons. “It slipped my mind. Sorry, sister Rosera. I was just-”

“Don’t worry my prince. It’s valiant of you to check on poor Yessera on a constant basis. However, as I told you before Yessera is fine.” The Arch Druid assured with a small smile.

However, this did little to ease Bramble’s worries. “I know Sister Rosera. But I can’t help think what that thing did to Sister Yessera.” Bramble said as he once again gazed at the unconscious form of said deer.

“I can only imagine the horrible things she went through. And here I am, powerless to help her.”

Bramble closed his eyes as he placed his forehead against the barrier. “I’m useless as a prince. No wonder father left me here.” Bramble said in a sad tone. He wanted to come with his father, to avenge Yessera and to see the abominations driven out of the forest.

But his father refused to take him and left him behind. Now he waits for either his father’s return or when Yessera wakes from her unconscious state.

He never felt more useless.

Bramble soon felt a warming touch on his left shoulder. “You know very well that your father left you here for a good reason. Not because you couldn’t fight, but to protect those living within the Everglade and to continue his and the legacy of every king that came before him.” Rosera said, Bramble turned and met his gaze with the Arch Druid’s.

“I know it pains you to see those who you hold dear in pain or risking their lives. I know the feeling all too well.” The Arch Druid then turned her gaze to the unconscious Yessera. “But that is the burden of leadership. We do everything in our power to see those we hold dear safe, but even a king such as your father cannot hope to keep everyone safe. All we can do is to protect and save as many lives as we can to the best of our abilities.” Rosera said as she returned her gaze to Bramble’s own.

“Your father is protecting you by leaving you here where he knows you will be safe. But right now, instead of beating yourself for what you could’ve done, continue on with what you can do. Keep monitoring Yessera until she wakes, I’m sure she will be delighted to know you have been watching over her while she was recovering.” Rosera said with a warm smile.

Bramble nodded with a silent sigh. “Alright. Thanks, Sister Rosera. I-”

*GASP!*

Bramble immediately snapped his gaze towards the bubble, seeing a wide eyed Yessera gaze sitting on her bed desperately gasping for air.

“Sister Yessera!” Bramble shouted out in surprise.

This caught the panicking doe’s attention. “M-My Prince! W-Where am I!” The ex-captain asked in a fearful tone.

Bramble’s surprised expression turned into one of worry. “You’re currently within the Tree of Evera. Father ordered for you to be contained and monitored in case the one leading the abominations still had control over you.” Bramble explained.

Yessera gave a small nod as she took deep breaths to calm herself, however, her eyes suddenly widened. “Where’s your father now? Where’s King Aspen!?” Yessera questioned, nearly shouting in a desperate tone.

Before Bramble could answer, Rosera spoke. “And why do you wish to know where he is?” Rosera questioned with a suspicious tone. Bramble could only stay silent as he realized Yessera may be still under the things control.

“I-I need to speak to him! It’s urgent! The fate of the Everglade rests on it!” Yessera replied, pleading at this point.

Rosea kept her gaze with Yessera’s for a moment before sighing. “I’m sorry to say but he’s not here within the Everglade. He took our forces to face the blight that infests our Goddess’s forest.” Rosera plainly said.

Yessera’s expression turned to one of sheer terror as she bowed her head and covered her face with her hands. “No… no, no, no, NO!” Yessera stated, nearly screaming out the last part.

Both Bramble and Rosera shared a concerned look before returning their gaze to the obviously panicking doe. “Sister Yessera! What’s the matter! Why is my father’s absence-”

Bramble is immediately interrupted when Yessera fixed a horrified and desperate expression onto him and Rosera. “Bramble! Rosera! Send your fastest Ranger! Send anyone! King Aspen MUST BE WARNED!” Yessera screamed, terror filled her words.

Bramble knew Yessera was serious. She would never ignore honorifics and use Bramble’s name if it wasn’t serious. “Warn my father about what!?” Bramble questioned, concerned and worried about what Yessera has to say.

Yessera clutched her head as if she was in pain. “H-He showed me what he’s going to do! H-He showed me what will happen if King Aspen were to leave and fight him!” Yessera said, nearly hysterical at this point.

Rosera spoke, all notions of warmth gone from her tone. “And what did the enemy show you? What will happen to our king?”

Yessera stared straight at Rosera before turning her gaze towards Bramble herself, what she said next shocked Bramble to his core.

“King Aspen is walking to his death. He’s walking right into a trap!”

Author's Note

Hello everyone, sorry about the long (long, long, long) hiatus but I had life to worry about.

You will be glad to know that I’m getting back to writing stories once again and will post more chapters very soon, possibly sometime this week and the next.

So without further ado let me answer some questions you readers will most likely ask.

1. Why did the Zerg army lose? Why so few in the Zerg army?

Everything will be revealed and explained in the next chapter. (Which will come out VERY soon)

2. Why is Zerg dying to the Deer Folk weapons? They can kill them easily!

I get this a few times where readers previously complained that my Zerg is “weak and getting steamrolled by primitives.” I realistically portray the Zerg as they are, a powerful and highly evolving race of numberless aliens. But many of you must understand that the Zerg are not totally invincible, they can still bleed and die like any living beings.

For example, no matter how regenerative or how armored one can be, an arrow to the eye will hurt or straight up kill most things. I think I did a good job of showcasing the Zerg in a light where they are a very scary force to be reckoned with while still realistically able to die by understandable means. (A.K.A Zergling getting crushed by tree sized vines).

And plus that’s part of what makes the Zerg so scary to fight against. No matter how many of them you kill they just keep coming. Kill one and ten takes its place.

3. Baneling’s can jump? When?

It’s canon Heart of the Swarm for those who don’t know. Banelings can jump depending on which sequence mission you choose in the end for the Baneling. Plus I written a blog detailing the specific upgrades Dusk’s Zerg have. You can go and check it out for yourself.

Well that's all for now. If you have any comments, reviews or suggestions leave them down below or PM me directly. I try my very best to reply back.