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The first thing that greets him in the battlefield is a Ghotzan Blade flung into his chest, embedding it deep enough to kill him. His eyes widen, and he let out a surprised gasp before he fell to the ground. The blade's owner, a mighty Khent warrior step on his body while pulling it away, with his blood freshly staining the blade.
After he remains dead for several seconds, a bright blue light shines and envelopes his vision. Suddenly, he is brought back to full health, with his fatal wounds being healed. He turns to his opponent, a confused and scared Khent soldier, before he lets out a war cry and runs to the opponent with his spear blade ready.
The Urhan Mages are doing very well with their job. Being deployed in battle with well-guarded mobile magic towers, the 20th to 40th Magic Division soldiers arrive in time to turn the tides of war. With the use of the newly researched and discovered White Magic spell Resurrect, even the dead can come back to battle and aid with the living, which throws the Khents into chaos. If the Urhan War Machines that are designed after the Koguhpuk aren't effective, then the use of the mages will be Urha's one-way ticket to victory.
After he plunges his blade into an unfortunate Khent soldier, he is killed yet again by a sneak attack from another Khent soldier, whose blade wedges deep into shoulder that the arteries are cut open. He is shocked and stumbled into the ground, lying weakened as blood continues to flow uncontrollably. As he is greeted another death by a fatal stab on his neck, so is he greeted with the same bright blue light that heals all of his wounds and getting back to his feet.
This exploited cycle of life and death is used constantly throughout the battle.
Slowly getting sick of dying, the Urhan soldier decides to take more pragmatic tactics to get rid of his enemies. He quickly takes a deceased Khent's blade and discards his Urhan manufactured blade, with consequences be damned.
Urhan military academies and training camps are held with honor in the battlefield and actively discourages its soldiers to take arms of anything but their own. But in the battlefield, savagery and brutality reign over honor, and the Urhan soldier slowly begins to accept it. Even if he will be fined at best or imprisoned at worse if he is caught with the Khent Blade in his possession, all he has to do is survive with whatever it takes.
After killing his tenth--thirteenth kill while being resurrected from his sixth death, the Urhan soldier quickly turns to the other Khent soldiers, who were surprised to see him wielding the blade of their kind.
Spitting blood into the ground, he smirks and turns to his opponents. "Aight, which one of you bitches of war will come and fight me? I'll keep it up all day!"
The Urhan soldier boasts in front of his Khent opponents, who were enraged at his words and actions and quickly charge straight to him.
The deaths he had suffered throughout the time is slowly making him sync with the arts of killing, allowing him to gain more confidence of his battle skills and abilities. The Urhan soldier quickly charge to his opponents, letting out another war cry and his blade ready.
"Take that Urhan scum with all your might!" One of the Khent soldiers shout, with his shield and blade ready. "Don't just stab him, cut his body down! Crush it and destroy it!"
This is bad news for him if he gets mutilated beyond recognition. He saw an Urhan soldier beheaded and then crushed by Khent soldiers and war machines. Without the Resurrect spell affecting him, he is good as dead.
But the Urhan soldier isn't going to die today.
With his blade ready, the Urhan soldier swings it and delivers a slash into a nearby Khent soldier, whose armor protects it but also briefly stuns it. The Urhan soldier smirks and drives the blade deep into the Khent soldier's face, which breaks through the other side. Blood rains from the sudden openings of his head and the opponent dies instantly as it goes. The Urhan soldier quickly kicks the body away and guards another attack from an approaching Khent soldier, where two blades meet with each other before being repelled by their force. The Urhan soldier moves out of the way and begin exchange sword blows with another Khent soldier, who tries to cut his head off.
For their raw strength, the Khent cannot stand a chance, and his fear of trying to kill a seemingly immortal soldier causes him to lose the grip of his blade, where the Urhan soldier quickly disarms it before driving his blade into the gut. As the Khent tries to remove it carefully, he forcibly slices it to the other side, where a large cut is made and the Khent soldier's guts are slowly coming out. The Khent collapsed into the ground, who is mortally wounded and slowly waits for death to fill his vision.
The Urhan soldier quickly turns to the Khent soldier who clashes with him, who nervously stands his ground with his sword and shield.
"Hideous monster..." the soldier growls in his breath. "Cursed you for perverting the natural cycle of life and death!"
The Khent lets out a desperate shout before charging to the Urhan soldier. The human quickly grabs a nearby Gohtzan shield and blocks the incoming blade with it. The Khent soldier is surprised by this and barely has enough time to react before the Urhan soldier drives his blade into the Khent's stomach.
As the Khent is staggered, the Urhan soldier quickly drives it deeper and deeper, with blood quickly leaking from the wounds and into the ground. The Khent soldier could only gasps in pain, as he can feel his life slowly moving away. With the blade's hilt a few inches away from his body, the Urhan soldier quickly pulls it away in a flash, with blood spray in an arc in various directions. The Khent feebly tries to stand and stall the large bloody wound in his body before he collapses to the ground, dying.
The Urhan soldier takes a moment of breath to look in his surroundings, where the battle still rages on. He begins to have thoughts of his accomplishments and is surprised that he still manages to survive from onslaughts of vicious Khent soldiers. Normal humans like him could barely stand a chance against Khent soldiers, for their might and strength are far greater than the rest of the mortal races.
Just when he gives a short breath, more other Khent soldiers ran to face him. The Urhan soldier quickly goes to his position and readies his blade to face against his many foes.
The Khent were bewildered by this Urhan soldier's combat prowess, who has successfully killed sixteen Khent soldiers. Even worse is that he is wielding both their sword and shield, something that is not found in the history of war at all. However, they cannot back down from this unusually strong soldier as they have cut down others who try to kill them and are ready to strike him down with their might.
"Cursed wench!" "Demon!" "Hideous abomination!" "You can't stand against us!" "He can't fight us all!" "Slay the monster!"
The insults that the Khent soldier are heard faintly in his ears. He doesn't give a respect on them, as he is going to make sure he lives again so that he can go home. He is sure of the promise that he made.
Just as he is about to ready his position, the ground begins to shake, startling everyone in the battlefield. The Urhan soldier quickly falls down in one knee, who is surprised by the sudden appearance of a tremor in the middle of battle. The Khent soldiers dare nothing to attack him, as they too are surprised and startled by the tremor's appearance.
Suddenly, the dark cloudy sky begins to part, revealing shiny bright light. The Urhan soldier covers his eyes, while he is looking at the mysterious yet illuminating light, with an soothing wave of warmth flowing down. The bright light is initially yellow, but then quickly turns blood orange in color, and its once soothing and welcoming warmth slowly becomes harsh and suffocating heat.
Then the clouds started to partway away, to reveal a horrifying sight. Above their heads, several thousand miles away from the ground, is a roof of cracked rock, while lava and chunks of rock flows down.
It is then he realized that it is going to kill everyone.
All the soldiers quickly stop the fighting and begin to start fleeing. What was once enemies of each other, they drop their weapons and start running away from the epicenter. Some of the soldiers start removing and tossing away their armor, while others throw their weapons and helmets. War machines are left behind, while the mages in their magic towers are stranded.
The Urhan soldier quickly starts to pick up his pace and runs to the nearest hills. Several soldiers, both Urhan and Khent, were running along with him. Some of them would try to throw the other to the ground, but a few noble soldiers would help pick up back to their feet, whether friend or foe. A heroic deed, but it wouldn't led them anywhere farther from the battlefield.
The Urhan soldier takes a look behind his back. Chunks of rock and lava smashes into the ground, sending a tremor in the ground. Some of the fleeing soldiers were shaken while others were thrown into the ground. The more unfortunate ones are those whose bodies were crushed by the debris, as well as those who were bathed with lava, burning their body through flesh and metal. Some of the towers and war machines fall into some of the fleeing soldiers, sometimes trapping them by their legs or arms, crushing the appendages with force that their bones snapped, or crushing their heads or chest that instantly kills them. Rocks would also fly around, striking soldiers either harmlessly or fatally. The Urhan soldier witnesses one unlucky Urhan soldier who is killed this way, as a large boulder falls from the ground and shatters in the ground, with one of the shards went flying straight into his eye and protruding at the other side of his skull.
The Urhan soldier stomachs of his experience of this brutal event. Eyeing at the soldiers, debris and fallen machines, he dodges them or pushes them aside. His life is at peril and he cannot die in this battlefield, as death by being crushed or burned to death will be worse than being slain by the sword.
A magic tower topples down and some of the mages reach to the ground safely. However, it also experiences an overcharge, causing streams of magic to flow erratically and wildly in its environment. Seeing that the Resurrect spell energies are running out of control, some of the intact corpses begin to rise, and they begin to view in wonder and horror as they realized that they are being revived in a time when a great disaster is upon them.
The poor fellas...
Suddenly, he accidentally bumps into a Khent soldier and they fall into the ground. The Urhan soldier begins to try to reach back to his feet. A magic tower collapses nearby, and its wretched foundations fall into him. Rather than ending his life, the metals slam down into his legs, with an audible thud as he can feel the painful impact in his legs.
The bones are unbroken, but he is trapped.
He cannot flee from the battlefield.
The spell energies run violently as the magic engine is overcharging. The Urhan soldier grunts as he tries to free himself from the debris. The tower's broken framework is impossible to budge, and all the Urhan soldier can do is to pathetically pound on the metal, with no hope of escaping.
So, this is how he is going to die.
Not by the blade of an enemy or being slain by Khent war machines.
But he will soon die being crushed to death by falling rocks or burned to death by the lava.
The Urhan soldier lets out a scream, a scream that is riddled with fear, hopelessness and despair, as he watches the giant, lava-filled rock slowly crashing down.