Andraus shot down every orc in his path, leaving blood and death all around. When the smog cleared, the orcs were all dead.

The general smiled. "We did it." he slapped Andraus shoulder. "Well done boy."

"Growing up in a forest gives you knowledge. It tells you how to defend your home, with the resources around you. "He said. He jumped down onto the field, picking up weaponry and various other bits. He then laid them down in front of the general, on a wooden lay-out, and stood up. "Notice anything funny here?"

"There to fancy for orcs." The general examined the weapons. "They look human made." he sighed. "This is a..." he paused and cursed. "Ride to the castle." he ordered leaving a array of men at the border while the rest headed back to the castle.

Jumping onto his horse, he road with the general keeping one 'Orcish' sword with him, on his hilt. "Do we have a defector in our ranks?"he asked.

"No they may have taken away us away from the king and attacked them. Plus if they are with humans the king will need to know as soon as possible." They made it to the castle and the general swept threw the silent castle.

"This is the law of the jungle, as old and as true as the sky. The wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the wolf that shall break it must die. "He said, quickly to himself. He then drew his bow, and knot her an arrow.

The general broke into the throne room stopping at the sight of the bodies. "Find the royal family." he ordered. The knights spread out searching threw the castle. A small shuffle from another room caught Andraus attention.

Andraus tried to open the door, but it was locked. Putting in a small leather bag of black powder into the lock, He blew the door open, and ran inside.

At the end of the hall he found London bleeding from his side standing in front of the Queen and the princess's a young man that looked like Bell's father stood next to him. "Oh thank goodness." Her mother stood and hurried to the general who was helping the injured king. "Everyone is all right...well." she grimaced at the bodies.

"What the hell happened?"he asked, his hand on the orcish blade.

"The neighboring kingdom." The general handed him the orcs sword. "Your kingdom." Bell and Ariel clung to there older brother crying a little.

"The usurper..."Andraus clenched his fist. "He stole my throne, killed my family, and is now leading my kingdom to ruin...I will not just stand for this!!!"Andraus put the bow on his back, and took the blade."Through fire and storm, I will march and take back what's mine."he said

"You'll need an army." The general mused "But we must refresh ourselves and get the king healed. We'll also need more soldiers with well." he hide the throne room from sight ushering the girls from the bottom floor letting the Queen help her husband.

"I can rally the nomadic tribes to aid us. My....well, the man who raised me is the head of one, and a very charismatic individual. He could rally them, creating a number of conscripts for the armies. "He said. "plus, after saving this place from an Orcish invasion, I think I'm owed a few favors. "He said.

"You will have what you need." Kurama bite his lip. "But we must clean the castle and tend to the wounded before we can send men with you."

"I am in no hurry. "he said, sitting down, and taking off the leather armor. He didn't show it to everyone else, but he was treating a wound on his side, sustained from when he was attacked during the Main attack on the Fief to the east. Taking out a flask of what smelled like salicylic acid, and poured it on the wound. It bubbled and burned, and Andraus had to cover his mouth to stop himself from screaming.

"Are you alright?" Bell's brother asked. "Stefan by the way." He smiled

"I-I'm.....Andraus, heir of Zephyrus. "he said, putting a fresh bandage on his side.

"my sister found you then." Stefan helped him tying the bandage tight. "We may rule next to each other some day." he smiled a little. "If we win your land back."

"I promise you, we will. I'll also have the man who attacked you, and murdered my family. His head will be on a like."he said

"We shall see." Stefan smiled a little and studied him. "We need to get you fixed up as well." he summoned a healer who patched him up the right way. "I want you to win." he hand turned into fist. "For the fear they put into my little sisters." he growled.

"I will win. Retribution is at hand, and I shall make sure he suffers for his crimes."he said

"Good." Stefan grinned. "Though I may not join you in the fight I am the heir to the throne and if something happens to father I must be here to protect my family."

"I am the last of my blood line. If I had a wife, that's be grand, but seeing as that's be unlikely, I need to make sure I don't die."he said