Lucius and Albion's swords clash. Lucius's sword still stained with the blood of Luna. Albion fights him with all his might within this large throne room. Lucius gains the upper hand as Albion tirelessly swings his sword at him in rage. Lucius kicks Albion away causing him to nearly fall over, Lucius takes this opportunity and slashes at him, but Albion just barely dodges the blow. Albion quickly recovers and stays on defense being more calculated now. Albion doesn't know how he can win but he tries nonetheless. Ciaran sits back and watches, cheering him on from the sidelines honoring his wish to fight Lucius alone. Albion and Lucius have a big clash of swords at wish they are both sent staggering back in the end. Albion speaks his mind, "Justice shall prevail in the end Lucius, why, just why are you on their side?"
Lucius shakes his head, "Justice? The justice you speak of hasn't gotten you anywhere yet. Your father is dead, your killer is still out there. What has this justice brought you? Luna's death?"
Albion shakes off his words, "Your wrong, I-I have gotten things out of justice. Friends, I have them thanks to justice."
Lucius laughs, "How cliche, Friends? From what I can see those friends of yours will all be dead soon enough. This talk is meaningless Albion, you keep going on, and on about justice but justice hasn't really gotten you anywhere. That is the truth, you want justice but you haven't reached it."
Albion's face screams with anger, "Shut up!"
He swings his sword at him, but Lucius parries the attack and switches to the offensive where he just barely misses and cuts Albion's cheek. Albion parries the blade after the fact causes Lucius to fall over and Albion points his blade to his stomach the tip of the blade reaching it. Albion looks at him with a serious face, "Justice, you say I haven't reached it? So be it. I will have my justice right now."
Albion quickly swings his sword at his neck, the sound of wind quickly blowing is heard, and Lucius's head lies on the ground, separated from his body. Albion looks away, "That is justice, for Luna, and any other lives that blade of yours claimed."
As this was happening Velgrus and Sylvan were fighting as well. Maliketh swings his giant sword reaching Velgrus even from a great distance, Velgrus just barely blocking it with his shield. After this stagger from the block Sylvan quickly shoots two arrows one from the direction of his blind eye but Maliketh uses his giant sword to block both. Velgrus quickly runs up towards him, jumping and swinging down with his large axe just barely getting blocked by Maliketh too. Sylvan hits one of his arrows on Maliketh's arm but he just walks it off. After another of Velgrus's attacks is blocked by Maliketh, Albion rushed in, stabbing Maliketh's stomach, but Maliketh kicks him off staggering him back, not phased by the sword in his stomach. Maliketh quickly swings his blade at Albion who is unconscious from the kick, just before reaching him, Velgrus pushes him back. The blow causes dust and smoke to be formed, Ciaran and Sylvan standing back, waiting for it to clear, but when it parts Velgrus lies with half of torso cut into deeply and his body gushing and spilling blood out. Sylvan quickly rushes over to him while Maliketh and Ciaran face off. Velgrus attempts to faintly smile, "T-This is what my final meaning in life was, this is truly what was meant to be. I couldn't be any happier going out than to do so saving a friend..."
Sylvan panics trying to think of some way to save him, "No! You can't die yet Velgrus, you can't die. Not yet!"
Velgrus just barely grabs his shoulder, "Boy, you were like a son to me. I want you to live on for me, ya hear? Don't let my death be in vain, and don't let Albion, or Ciaran die either. Take care, and defeat Maliketh, goodbye, the next King of Zahiraeth."
Sylvan now cries over the dead body of Velgrus, his blood staining the floor. Sylvan remains crying, "King of Zahiraeth? Me?..."
Ciaran fights alone getting the upper hand in the fight against Maliketh. Sylvan's tears are drying up now, "Velgrus... I won't let your sacrifice go to waste. Your sacrifice will be the last that we will need to make."
Sylvan gets up and finds Luna's dagger on the ground and picks it up, "In the name of Luna Shadowheart and Velgrus Ironfist, I shall honor their sacrifice and live on!"
Sylvan now uses her dagger and quickly hunts down Maliketh, cutting his cheek and kicking him away far. Ciaran nods, "Thanks for the backup, Sylvan. Let's protect Albion while he is unconscious."
Sylvan nods, "Let's."
They both now attack Maliketh with Sylvan climbing up the wall to attack Maliketh from the air cutting down into him attempting to pierce his heart but missing, while Ciaran aims for decapitating Maliketh but Maliketh blocks it with his arm which gets sliced off by Ciaran's blade. Maliketh laughs, "You can have my arm but you will never take my head!"
He now one hands the greatsword and slashes at both of them at once, Albion now awake blocks the blade for both of them and completely deflects it, and Ciaran moves in for the final blow, finally decapitating Maliketh. They all drop down drenched in sweat blood, Albion breathing heavy, "We...did it."
They all are relieved and take a breather for a moment. Sylvan is finally starting to recover, "It's finally over. We did it."
Ciaran nods sweating, "Yeah, we did it all of us, and thanks to the ones who sacrificed their lives for us to live on."
Albion looks back Velgrus's body, "Damn it, if it weren't for me he would be alive."
Sylvan grabs his shoulder, "but if it weren't for him, you would be dead. You hear? He was contempt with dying, he wouldn't want to hear you crying about preventing his death, ok."
Albion nods, "You're right, it's time for us to look at what's ahead of us."
They all finally catch their breath and get up, Albion grabbing Maliketh's head and they quickly leave the palace, gathering everyone in town to speak. Albion leads with both Sylvan and Ciaran at his side, "I am a human, and my name is Albion. You lot may not like our kind, but neither did Maliketh, he tortured and abused you all for years. He was the reason the dark elves were suffering so much. What's so different about dark elves or regular elves? I say nothing. You both should live in unity despite being 'normal' or dark. Maliketh didn't want that, but I believe this and I think you all should adopt this way of thinking, because this is your new king Sylvan, a regular elf. You shall both be united the 'normal' and dark shall become one and expand the land of Zahiraeth as all your own with king Sylvan as your ruler."
Sylvan is surprised at this new plan but agrees with it and says, "I, Sylvan Zahiraeth shall unite dark elves and elves despite our difference in color, we are one, we are both elves. What do you all say?"
The crowd of dark elves is quiet but then they all cheer in an uproar. Albion shakes hands with Sylvan, Albion speaking, "I'm sorry to leave this all to you, but I trust you can handle this, king?"
Sylvan smiles, "Don't worry, I can handle all this on my own, but where are you headed?"
Albion replies, "not completely sure but me and Ciaran are leaving."
Albion and Ciaran begin to walk away but Sylvan stops them, "Wait! Goodbye, both of you. Be safe, and visit me again soon."
Albion smiles, "Will do. Goodbye."
They both walk off. They quickly venture out of Noctyrium after finally reaching their short term goal, Albion focused more than ever, at finding out who killed his father. He braces for the journey ahead, as they begin to head north into the cold, both Ciaran and Albion wearing large robes and coats. They now head for the city of Frosthelm looking for an organization of assassins called Nemesis. Albion and Ciaran now seek to find their leader and question him, and possibly get some leads on Aurelius's killer. After almost 6 months of traveling north they finally reach the city of Frosthelm located at the very top of the continent, they stand at the gates, not prepared for what's to come.