Army of the Damned

CHAPTER 5

A few miles out on the outskirts of the city, the Sword Saint stands in an open plain. The winds blowing Northward, headed to the skylines of the city. The six great mages lower themselves from the skies and approach her. With the voice of a middle aged man, the Great Mage speaks to her.

"It has been done Sword Saint. You may rest easy knowing that they won't be a problem for a long time. Though the other guilds with modern weaponry might become a problem for the people of this strange land."

"By that time they awaken, I shall have a great army that will take all of them on. For now, I must return to Breznick and report to the King. Watch over the other guilds. I'll keep helping you mages but you must make sure the underground society of Dark World VR, with all its fancy tech doesn't go overboard. "

"Of course, these kids and teenagers controlling tanks, destroyers and planes would make anyone fear them, most of all the unsuspecting people of this strange world we're in. Oh, it seems like they've been found out, huh."

"Do you think you're smart? We know you've been tapping into our chats through the use of magic. But how did you know there's more than one guild that uses modern weaponry?!"

"Ehehehehe, we have our ways. Have a good day now Sword Saint. May we meet again, but we shall hide for now. This world is unknown to us, we don't know how they'd react if they were to find out about us and I can sense that you can see the future... Was this always a gift of the Hero skill?"

"Humu. But since you already know the dirtiest part of the community, most of all the Men of the Woods and I assume you know about the League of Modern Guilds."

"Oh why of course we know about them... in truth, the Mage's Association is also in on them. The use of modern methods helps us a lot in experiments concerning the new game Metas and strats."

"Then please, keep an eye out for them."

The Mages instantly teleported themselves out of the area. The Sword Saint turns around in her background, the frozen skyline of the city. She walks to the survivors of the battle and calls it a day.

The Natives of the continent of Dragovh enjoy their life under the peace as the presence of the Demon Lord keeps the warring Kingdoms from fighting amongst one another. Inside the Capital city of the Holy Empire of James the Conqueror. A buzzling Kingdom where the houses lay as far as the eye can see and with massive ornate concrete walls coloured in white and gold covering the outline of the city to keep it protected, the nearer you are to the center, where the gigantic white castle lay, the better the living status of the people while near the walls gates is where the more normal citizens stay, where the usual darb style of the medieval houses made from stone and wood is the norm. The contrast can be seen when you have a birds eye view of the city. Little did they know, their world's peace was about to be disturbed by an entity far more foreign than the Demonic Legions of Vitas or the Vampires of Rose.

In the downtown part, a famed Adventurers Guild lay. A building full of decorations inside and outside. From the various shields that lay plastered on the wall inside its main lobby to the large sign outside the three story building in a foreign language unknown to the players.

There, all sorts of colorful adventurers and people come and go, from Mages darbed in colorful robes and staffs, to Archers and Swordsmen in chainmail or iron armor. On the very corner of the building, a party of four is having a lively chat about taking quests. An average looking man in light armor with a very young voice is loudly speaking in the group. The natives of the land were flourishing and their overall atmosphere was very positive even though the Demon Lord of the land breathed upon the current peace. A young man in light armor with a leather coat underneath it is speaking to a group of teenagers.