AOH - The Fight For Relics Against HOH & BTa

This story is about the ancient city of Glory, a beacon of power and wealth while it’s shimmering in sapphire across the sun, which can be seen far away. However, for a long time it had been the subject of a legend, as it was rumored to store powerful relics, which it hidden deep within its towering structures. These relics were said to bestow immeasurable power and wealth upon those who claim those relics, from a forgotten time and potent enough to reshape a kingdom. However, they were not easy to come by as it required warriors to team up and participate in the Arena of honor, which is a battle where only the strongest and smartest survive, and upon winning gain access to the City of Glory. For centuries, the city had stood intact and its relics locked behind trials of blood and steel. Only the worthy could grasp their power, and this year the call for champions once again echoed across the lands. Among the warriors answering the call was Verm, an experienced fighter, accompanied by his comrades from the House of Dragons with one goal-bound them to claim the relics for themselves. Victory in that arena meant not just glory but an opportunity to wield unimaginable power.

Verm's team was forged within the fire of numerous battles, each member in their respective expertise. LT was a deadly spearman and a cavalry leader so swift and accurate that he could change the tide of a battle with a single strike. Birdy stood tall and strong, swinging his spear with unmatched strength, a living fortress on the battlefield. And then there was Mammoth, the brutal cavalry warrior whose thunderous charge was said to shatter enemy lines like brittle glass. Together they soared over the battlefield, united in their purpose and relentless in the pursuit of victory. But they were by no means the only ones after the ancient relics of the city…

Before them stood rival factions, each boasting of their formidable champion. From the famed BTA alliance, Travel Wing was represented by an archer maid with her mysterious synergy, fighting with elegance and lethal precision alongside the other girls. Her arrows rained down, a storm of death from above and her gaze never wavered. Then came the shadowy IXA alliance and its second, most capable, lethal bowman, Hideboo. His arrows flew like whispers in the wind, silent and lethal, each one promising death. Even more hazardous, though, were the representatives of the powerhouse called HOH alliance and the faction of NBe. Deathlord1, an intimidating figure draped in the bloodstained armor of an infantry general, was leading his warriors with ruthless efficiency. His every step sent tremors through the ground, his mere presence sent cold shivers down the spines of men. Then there was Yaga, the most skillful assassin in the game, fighting for NBe. Yaga rode his horse in a wraithlike manner until his cavalry was swift and silent, striking from the shadows, and disappearing into chaos.

And with that, the arena gates opened, and the fight for the City of Glory had started. LT gathered most of our spear and cavalry forces towards Travel Wing, as it was perfect against bowmen. As they advanced toward the enemy, something suddenly blocked off the sun! and within a matter of seconds countless arrows rained down upon us, as Dead himself came for us. But we kept advancing and within a matter of seconds with clashed with them, every clashing steel sounded like a thundering hoofbeat, and every reverberating bowstring also sent ripples through the air as one deadly dance of life and death began. Verm clashed with his comrades in unity that was truly born from trust forged within the fire of many battles. The spear of LT flashed like lightning as he drove back Travel Wing's relentless barrage of arrows but death felt upon Travel Wing.

However, at the same time, Hideboo strung their bows and shot countless arrows toward LT, Verm and their men! But they had expected this and Birdyyy came from behind HIDEBOO, but what was supposed to be an easy ambush, turned out to be harder than they had imagined. HIDEBOO and his female commanders dealt a lot of damaged towards Birdyyy spearmen and calvary units, but in the end, they ended up winning. But the win was narrow as we didn’t managed to kill all of the troops as they retreated from our mighty strength!

This battle was far from over, and it was from the edges of mayhem and chaos that Yaga was waiting to strike on target. As his eyes set upon Verm, the head of House of Dragons, this would be his kill-the blow that would bring him victory. But Verm was ready. In one swift motion, Verm evaded Yaga's deadly strike and counterattacked with his precision, sending the assassin flying. LT and Birdy closed in on him, pinning the assassin, and in their successive strike, they finished the assassin as he finally disappeared into the shadows. With every fall of their enemies, the ultimate prize drew closer to relics hidden within the City of Glory, however Deathlord1 was still here…

Therefore, Mammoth charged forward, his cavalry went through Deathlord1's infantry and dispersed them like leaves in the wind. The last minutes of the battle were a tornado of hectic mess, as Deathlord launched his final desperate attempt to turn the tide. His infantry surged forward in a clash of brutal melee with the forces of Verm, but the unity of the House of Dragons could not be broken. United, they stood firm, defying every blow, responding to every attack, until finally the forces of Deathlord1 crumbled and the great general fell upon his knees, defeated. When the dust of battle had settled, before them lay the City of Glory, with ancient relics finally in reach. The arena tested them, pushed them to the limit, but Verm and his comrades emerged as victors. They fought for their house's honor, the legacy of the dragons-so that the relics would be theirs and they could shape the world as they saw fit. The Sapphire brilliance that was the City of Glory stood as a testament to their triumph. But as Verm reached for the first relic, one thought managed tailing in his mind-in the world of warriors and honor, there never came an end after being victorious, it was just a starting point.

No sooner had the relic come into their hands than a sudden, strong trembling of the earth began under their feet. Verm's gaze turned to his comrades, an unspoken understanding passing between them. This was not the end of the journey but rather the opening of a door toward even greater tests. Only now was the true test of strength, the will to shape and mold the world into one's desire, about to start. And there, within the heart of Glory, relics whispered promises of a future forged from blood and ambition was the starting point to reach new heights in this world!