Watching Garrick go, time soon passed, and the dust soon settled,

However, inside the command tent was thick with the weight of history being written.

Durin sat at one end of the massive oak table, his armor still stained with the blood of Void Beastsand cultists. Queen Aelinor sat opposite him, her staff glowing faintly.

Between them lay a scroll made of dragon-skin parchment.

"Are you sure about this, Dwarf?" Aelinor asked, her voice quiet but firm.

"Once we sign this, the Silver Woods and the Iron Mountain are one. If the Empire burns you, we'll burn top."

"Let them try," Durin grunted, dipping a quill into a pot of enchanted ink.

"The boy... Zero... he showed us the truth today. Magic alone isn't enough. Steel alone isn't enough."

He signed his name with a heavy, jagged flourish.

"To fight the Void, we need to be something new."

He pushed the scroll to her.

Aelinor looked at the signature. She thought of the Magitech mechs falling apart because the pilots couldn't handle the mana strain.

She thought of her Elven rangers dying because their cloth armor couldn't stop Void claws.

She signed her name.

The Iron-Wood Treaty was established.

"The exchange begins tomorrow," Durin declared, rolling up the scroll.

"I will send my best Dwarves to your woods. They will forge Armor, mithril weaves that can channel Nature Magic without disrupting the flow. Your rangers will be stronger than ever before."

"And I will send my Life-Weavers to your bunkers," Aelinor nodded.

"They will graft World Tree roots into your Magitech engines. The bio-organic interface will stabilize the mana flow. Your pilots won't burn out anymore."

It was the birth of a new era. Bio-Magitech. A fusion of nature and industry designed for one purpose: War.

…....….

On the other end, Outside the tent, the camp was bustling with activity.

Leona stood by the edge of the perimeter, looking North. The wind blew her red hair across her face, but she didn't blink.

She wore the Void Gauntlets, imposing to all those who saw it. They hummed with a dark, violet energy, contained only by her sheer physical will.

"You're leaving?"

Leona turned. Durin was standing there, holding a heavy sack of supplies.

"I have to," Leona said, taking the sack.

"The Beast Tribes in the North, I need to make sure that if anything like what happens today happens there, we are able to defend ourselves, at least defend ourselves untill suport arrives."

She clenched her gauntleted fist. The air distorted around her knuckles.

"Zero... the Young Lord... he is fighting in the Abyss right now. When he comes back, perhaps peace would have returned and all the cultists would be gone by then."

She looked Durin in the eye.

"Even if not, then I want him to know that he has the whole beast tribe ready to support him at one hundred percent."

"No atter what storm may come, No matter what danger my appear even a God descends, we have to keep growing stronger so we can deal with it when the time comes"

Durin grinned, seeing the fire in her eyes. It reminded him of a younger, reckless version of himself.

"Then go, Leona" Durin slapped her shoulder, nearly dislocating it with his dwarven strength. "Just Don't die otherwise that Kid is going to feel sad."

Leona smirked. "Don't worry, I won't die, after all even if I do, I'm sure the young master would go to the under world and bring my soul back."

She said as she smiled, sprinting North, disappearing into the dust cloud, a red comet heading for the ice.

….…

On the southern side of the camp, Alaric, the orginal protagonist of the story, shocked by the events of the war and once again reminded of his own weakness was currently packing his gear.

He looked at his sword. Despite given his all, when it came to the true battle, he could only hide while others fight.

Looking back at it now, it seemed these days most of what he had been doing had just been hiding

'Useless,' Alaric thought bitterly.

He had held the line for a while, but then what? when the Second Prince descended? When the Void Shrine opened? He had been helpless. A meat shield waiting to be butchered.

He watched Zero cut the sky in half.

'Teacher, when will I become as strong as you,' Alaric realized, gripping the handle of his hammer until the leather creaked.

'If I don't get stronger, then everyone will die at this rate.'

"Alaric?"

Alaric turned. Lukas and Elena stood there.

Lukas was tinkering with a damaged Magitech gauntlet. Elena was standing right behind him.

"We saw you packing," Lukas said, adjusting his glasses. "Where are we going?"

Alaric raised an eyebrow. "We?"

"You didn't think you could leave us behind, did you?" Elena crossed her arms.

"Teacher is gone. Miss Leona went North. If the remnants of Class Zero split up, then whose there to carry out teachers legacy."

Alaric sighed, but a small smile tugged at his beard.

"I'm going South," Alaric said, looking toward the horizon where the golden spires of the Kingdom of Light were faintly visible.

"The Church?" Lukas frowned. "Why?"

"My ancestor," Alaric grunted.

"Elena, the sword I told you about, it's seems its time to get it after all"

"If we wait for the next big battle, then we might all die before then"

Alaric hoisted his pack onto his massive shoulders.

"It's just that I don't think they would want to give their sacred artfcat to anyone just these easily"

"Although I can make a name for myself during the journey and claim to be a hero, but if that doesn't work, then we may have to do something else."

"Stealing a Divine Artifact from the Pope?" Elena whistled. "That sounds dangerous."

"Indeed very dangerous" Lukas corrected, though he though the light in his eyes betrayed his words.

"Are you coming or not?" Alaric asked, starting to walk.

Lukas and Elena exchanged a look. Then, they fell into step behind him.

"Well," Lukas shrugged. "Well its not like I can stay here as a ginue pig for Hephestus, though I am grateful for these new arms"

Laughing, after telling everyone else at camp goodbye, the three of them marched South.

The sparks were scattering. The members of Class Zero were dispersing to the corners of the continent, each seeking their own power, preparing for the great war destined to come in the future.

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