Lore stared at the ceiling that night as he continously found himself thinking of that amazing spell Valorum performed. Lore thought back on his fight with the Demon Snow Lion, and how if he had the power Valorum had he could've crushed that Lion.
Lore also had others thoughts strolling through his head. Most of these were about the nation and continent who neighbour's Internia. It's citizens consisted of beast-men, demon, devils, ghouls, and other heinous monsters. Daemonia is Internia's strongest snd most long hated enemy. The two countries have been warring for ages. The City of Tower's borders Daemonia and often faces border attacks trying to take the Internian stronghold. Such is why Valorum one of the strongest Knight Generals to exist, is the guardian of this city.
On the other side of Internia lived the demi-humans. Elvish, dwarfish,, orcish, and so on lived in this country. They were known for their craftsmanship and powerful magical weapons. Most of Internia's weapons hail from The Mountain Lands.
To the very north lay the country of Ramsa. This land was a hybrid country. Like internia, Ramsa is a country full of many races, and all are treated equally. The countrys wealth and man-power was close to Internia.
To the South lay a vast ocean that many have fallen too. The rest of the lands were wild and full of monsters. Dragons, Wyverns,, Wyrms, and even Dragonkin roamed the lands of all these different countries.
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Lore had both of his hands on his knees as he panted heavily while Valorum drank some water across from him. He spat out loudly " You're improving but you'd need to train for one-hundred lifetimes to beat me hahaha!"
Sweat seemed to be pouring off of Lore, his skin gleaming under the sun's rays. His body was slowly adjusting to the weight of the armor, and his movements became more fluid.
He had been in The City Of Towers for a week and the last few days from dusk until dawn he trained with his blade, or sparred against Valorum.
***
In the country of Daemonia, In a large stone castle. A man with red eyes, and where the whites typically were, was all black. His skin, dark, not like ebony, but like coal. Ears pointed like an elf, fangs like a sharp, and dangerous like a Vampire, and talons for fingernails that could rend the flesh of any creature. This 'man' or Daemon was known as Dregir. He knelt down before a beautiful, elegant, powerful, and noble woman. Her presence exuded power, and stifled those in her presence. Like all Daemons she too had red and black eyes, Her hair Crimson, tinged with a black hue, and a sharp face that no person dared to stare upon.
"My Queen Esper, our armies are almost fully prepared. How long until we march on Internia?"
The Queen smiled, Her incisors were guildes unlike other Daemons, as if to denote nobility and strength.
"Ohh, Dregir, isn't it wonderful?" Esper spoke, her voice soothing and calm like a babbling book, but each word felt like the force of a waterfall.
Dregir spoke while keeping his head down "Is what wonderful my Queen?"
"Isn't it wonderful to be blessed like us, and to spread our strength and power across this land... I need another year to accumulate an adequate amount of magic energy. In a year, we shall descend upon those pathetic Internians". Esper's words echoed throughout her hall before coming to an abrupt stop. She waved her hand in dismissal of Dregir.
***
Two months have passed, Lore, like every day, could be seen practicing on the training field. His muscles had swollen up, taut like a bowstring ready to loose an arrow. His body almost seemed smaller though, as the minute amount of fat on his body melted off. He was already on the second heaviest set of armor created by Valorum.
Valorum strode out of a side room and beckoned to Lore. "Come here, boy! You have a mission that I want you to accomplish. I've heard report of low to mid ranked Daemon's who crossed the border. They are terrorizing different small villages. You're take travel around the border and eliminate them. Take this, study it while you're away". Valorum then places a spell tome in Lore's hand after speaking and grinned at the man. Before Lore could even respond to his Master's orders, a crack of thunder and a blinding flash of light exploded, and Valorum was gone.