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The human died quicker than Riley would have liked. She saw the tide of battle turn again, and followed it willingly, striking at the next target the facades of her friends were attacking.

She was going to need some therapy, after all of this.

One after another, her people fell. She had just caught sight of Etzer, the pleading look on his face, and had been about to approach and assist him when the Green Kingdom member brought him down. Even though his opponent had also died in the attack, the King had been unable to shake away the deep regret that clenched at her heart. She hadn't been able to protect him.

I'm so, so sorry.

For many, it was already too late, but there were still many Red warriors who remained standing and continued to fight. Her knight, Yin, was one of them, so when she saw someone going after him, she immediately leaped into action. She lunged forward, the long, solid illusion of a glaive forming in one of her hands. Without hesitation, she came to stop beside Yin, swinging the weapon out at the one who had attacked him.

Andrew winced as he realized that the blue he had come to help was now dead. Well the dragon didn't look that well off hopefully he could kill it, and at least take out one other opponent. He was starting to get the feeling that he wouldn't make it out of the field alive. He didn't see nearly as many blues there as there should be. He just set his teeth together blinking back the tears and tried to force his hands steady as he struck again, barely grazing the dragon.

((Enter))
Jericho was free. Well. Relatively. He was still nothing but a fragment of memory. Not the real thing. It was a rather disturbing thought. The dragon flew back over the battlefield, watching all the violence below. It was futile. The way they fought for their kingdoms.

And yet, he came down to land anyway.

Perhaps he should fight. Fight for himself. Not for some false king that never existed.

This sounded like a good idea. And so, he looked about the battlefield, trying to seek out someone to pound.

Oh what, no one attacks or insults the King if Clyde has anything to say about it. O n O

ARROW TO THE KNEE. EAT THAT LADY KNIGHT.

"Ying."

all thoughts fell on Ying. Was she safe? Did she fine a place to hide , or did she fight? did she make it out alive? Jing always imagined that his last few moments would be about his own life, seeing the memories that shaped him, molded him into who he became and what he would have become if fate didn't cut the cord so soon.

In the battlefield where death came as a swarm of crimson. the shades of red that fell upon him with war cries and weapons on high. they sliced, they pierced, they maimed and they crushed. But they didn't break.

The resolve he had was still there as he clung to the last remnants to his life, clawing desperately in the soft earth to move. he still had to move. and inch was gained and he felt euphoria. his legs were battered and broken and behind him, barely hanging on with the tendrils of flesh that remained. the daggers that he cherished growing up in the cruel streets of the watch that kept both him and her safe were now digging painfully into his stomach, cutting as he continued to crawl.

They sliced and tore at his stomach, but the pain was never felt, the pain was everywhere, on every surface and in his heart. it was all encompassing. His fingers were broken and bleeding, the bone in his forearms was out and exposed through the fabric of his uniform for the watch.

it was almost funny how the watch was what he remembered the most with Ying. Poor Ying....he had to wonder if she knew that he was not going to see her grow up into the fine woman she could be. he wished he could hug G, talk to sammy, pick Melvin and Malodores brains and wrestle with Nuk one more time.

But it was not meant to be. The fox was going to die. The waves have crashed and he capsized with the ship.

"Ying, I hope you know, i'm sorry too."

Hp: Eliminated.

The glaive faded away as soon as she was attacked, a choked gasp escaping her lips as Snap's fingers curled around her neck. Gritting her teeth together as she withstood the attacks, she reached up and tried to pry the hands off of her throat, her eyes cold as she turned to look at Cee.

"The irony of that statement...is that you'll be covered in the red...of your own blood come the end of this battle..."

And then she swung a leg out, aiming for the woman's stomach.

Yin turned to see King Xiu...defending him. His eyes widened in something that could be described as horror. His King, defending him? There was an overwhelming urge to sink to his knees, horrified that he was being protected by the woman he had pledged his life to protect. He needed to protect her.

There was only one thing that he could do. He focused, concentrating on his fondest dreams, memories of home, of the only family and true love that he had known. In front of him a small creature began to take shape, growing larger than he had ever seen her, the power of a knight flooding through him.

Despite her larger form she still turned to him, winding around him, all three tails flicking as she rubbed against him. He put his hand on the soft fur of her cheek, looking at her earnestly. "Please help me protect our King Princess Eva." She turned away from him and he could not keep the proud smile off of his face as he watched her taking her place at his King's side.