The First battle...

War drums rolled and stormed the atmosphere, smell of metallic blood filled the air. Thick smoke clouded the distant view; such desperate times. Arrows filled the skies, robbing it of its light, and the next thing you know; the sky was raining arrows. "ARCHERS ON THE EASTERN WALL!!!" Explosions arose dust that blurred visibility and thunderous earthquakes followed thereafter. Hacking through the never ending numbers, crossing swords; limbs and blood splattered. "HOLD THEM!! ARMAIA MUSTN'T FALL!!!! HOLD!!!" Beneath the walls, the never ending black waves continued to storm the walls. It was then, a particular one with a torch in its hand, it march steadily towards the eastern wall; their morales climbed while ours fade away. A flash of light, and a horrible jerk came from the ground. Big chunks of debris flew everywhere after a horrific roar; the eastern wall came tumbling down. "Fall back!! FALL BACK!!!" the soldiers cried in among their ranks "The courtyard is lost! Fall back and hold them there!!!" The battle continued; can we survive? Such words of desperation yet its only just the first day; afterall, the battle had just begun....