The Three

Limira held the men together as their general spoke quickly to the men of Halonoir.

"Men of Halonoir, we must break a hole in their forces," he said," load up and when I give the signal concentrate your weapons between our two armies,"

Johann galloped back up the hill toward the tide and slammed back into the vampires. His own men were starting to fall as the millions still came, beasts of the underworld appeared on the hills for a second before they charged into the battle. Great werewolves and dark mutated monsters tore through the brave men, at last Johann rose his sword to the catapults and brought it down again. The ground rocked as the combined force of the catapults blast through the ranks of creatures of darkness, the archers fired in backup to the war machines and a gap appeared for a second in the enemy lines.

"Hold the gap open,"ordered Johann spurring toward to breach.

By the time he was there, Mordok and Nula were holding the gap until the horses arrived.

And they arrived more swiftly then Johann had expected for the many wounded men that came, but neverless it was effective. Unable even for their strength, the vampires let the gap fall and gave up trying to repair the hole in their army. Johann ordered his full force onto Portus and Grepnor as they laughed at his attempt to overthrow them.

"This will be your end, Johann of Caraben," said Grepnor throwing a ball of fire from his hand toward the mighty horsemen. But as he laughed a blazing white figure charged from the crowd and knocked the spell aside with her sword, he stared in disbelief for a second before she thrust her weapon at him. The knights crashed with the reinforcement soldiers of the vampires while Johann, Nula and Mordok came to Portus.

"Well, you continue to impress me Johann," said Portus,"but this will be the last time,"

Mordok rose his battleaxe, Nula drew her evily enchanted sword and Johann swung the Dragonblade at the great demon. But he merely laughed, Mordoks axe shattered and Portus threw a heavy punch to his chest. The magical armour he wore protected most of the blows force but he was throw from his griffin onto the dirt. Before Nula could strike the creature she had fallen to the floor in the bloody mess of her slain steed, she crawled toward her weapon that she had dropped from the blow and recieved a hit in the face knocking her down. Johann's sword bounced off Portus's side as he drove it forward, the weapon glimmerd but faded again as Johann took a swing in the chest as well. He almost fell from Coladra, but whether it was her magic or his immortal strength that kept him on her he did not know. Beside them Limira and Grepnor were fighting furiously, but Limira not enough. Portus was about to finish Johann, he held his foot up high to stomp him into the floor as Grepnor grabbed Limiras neck and sword hand.

"Goodbye My Lady," he spat in her face.

Johann met her eyes for a second before a dagger emerged from Grepnor's cloaks not held by his hand, but by nothing that could be seen. It pierced her heart as it was driven deep into her chest, there was no scream of pain from her as she crumbled to dust before Johann's eyes.

"No..." muttered Johann turning just as the foot came down.

With something else apart from his immortal powers he held out his hand to stop himself from being crushed, Portus bellowed in pain as a green light leapt from Johann's hand and burned the underside of his foot. Mordok leapt from his wounded Griffin and cast a spear decorated with blue symbols into Portus's leg, the demon quickly reacted by grabbing him with both hands and pulling hard in two directions.