The Elements of Virtue.

The Elements of Virtue

By Roamingmoon

Six figures stood in a circle of light surrounded by shadowy enemies.  There body’s beaten and bloody from fighting, they stand in a circle glaring at their enemy. His shadowy form standing  just outside the light. The Ignoble king gives a blood curdling laugh as, as he motions his forces forward to destroy one of the final groups to deify him.

The six humans stop there glaring and look at one another with sad smiles and nods to one another, knowing exactly what needed to be done. As they raise their weapons a white glow engulfs them. Soon their body’s join their weapons in their bright glow, channeling not only there power and will into the attack but also there body’s and souls.

To late does the ignoble king realize what is happening and the six weapons collide with ground. Within a second his entire force is gone. As the wave of death reaches him it rips into him like a thousand blades a hundred hammers break his bones, crushing him into the ground. Emotions run through him quickly, Confusion, anger, sorrow, an odd warmth, and finally fear. Fear of the unfriendly darkness closing in on him. Fear of the unknown and finally a fear of death.

As the light slowly fades it leaves no sign of the darkness or the army it held within, nor there king. No sign could be found of the six humans except six weapons slowly floating over the ground. They seem to hover there for a moment as if to respect their fallen masters sacrifice, before disappearing in a flash of light.

(This is the prolog i would like anyone who wants to, to grammar nazi this shit up and put in comments as well as anything else you want)