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The mounted archers, they sped forward, As they did so, letting arrows fly, death rained down on the Arlaghs, their main mission, stop the spiders and wolves, they sped down the right side of Badicha. Their eyes were on their target, they sped by the knights, in the sky, Turvehr's horn did shine bright, then from the sky, his glory seemed to fall. The spiders scream out in anger, Turvehr, soaring down from the sky, the spiders change direction now, they head for the falling king, black wings are kissed by the sun, how majestic, this king did soar. He soared towards his hated enemy, he does see but red before his eyes, A light does shine from this king of Unicorns, A light of protection, from his glory. Arrows flew through the air, they struck home, Spiders scream in pain, arrows striking home, spider riders falling dead, arrows finding their mark, wounded spiders turn on other spiders. They begin to fight amongst themselves, the wolf riders stay away from these horrors, they speed after their prey, the horse archers, as they loosed their death. Turvehr, he did strike the ground, his horn finding its first target, into the side of a spider, his horn does strike deep, wrenching his head, the horn does tear death, the spider, in death throes, it does kill its rider. Turvehr attacks in the heart of his anger, the spiders, now wary of this black death, thunder crashes as spiders and mounted knights meet, many spiders attack the red archers, joining the wolves against death from the sky. The mounted archers, they are always on the move, through the air, their death descending, the wave of horror, it would die against a wall of needles, harassing all the way, a black devil. This was the hour for revenge, Now, chaos descends on the battlefield, wounded, screaming horrors, running wild and in death throes, now, in their pain, they move towards the Arlaghs. One spider was now ahead of the rest, her rider, taken by a wounded spider, Turvehr saw what would happen, his hoofs thundered as he did run. One archer, having loosed all his arrows, he watches the wolves come, he knows not this she horror comes, a gory death does await him. The spider did leap into the air, Turvehe did leap at the same moment, his horn ripped the spider's underside, thrashing its legs, this monster did die. To Be Continued,,,,,,,,,,
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