Dragonlord318
One Thousand Club
On the continent of Fredalia, in the Nation where the Wind Cougar resided also known as Freirden, David was battling against mechanations and weapons of war that far surpassed the fire-breathing ships and tanks that were employed by Gronweld in their attack on Arendelle. He fought valiantly, but the son of the former general would even kill his own people to enslave the spirits, and he had succeeded in doing just that.
Onslaught after onslaught came. Blasts of air from cannons that could level houses, mages that controlled water and golems of wood and stone that fought for Gronweld all attacked David at once. Handling one element was easy, but handling all these was wearing on him significantly. He had been brought to his knees more than once during this battle.
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In Northuldra, as Elsa prayed to the God her mother spoke of, she would hear a still, small voice in her heart. It guided her into submitting to Him as the Supreme Creator, politely asked her to acknowledge that she is frail, finite, and in need of Him, and only through His Love could she be made whole. Once this is accepted, then she could bond directly with her spirits and traverse the sea as though it were traveling between Northuldra and Arendelle.
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David was on his last leg. He was face-to-face with the leader of Gronweld, the new, young and ruthless general. David's arms and legs had been bpund by the four enslaved spirits, and the general held a crossbow up to David's face. The enemy leader scoffed. "Some Sky King you are. You're nothing without your spirits."
David closed his eyes and prayed, asking God why He had let this happen. Why had the One he served let him die? His thoughts kept going back to Elsa and how much he loved her. "No," he kept saying. "She'd die...no..."
The crossbow was fired, and David resigned himself to his fate, closing his eyes.
But the shot never came and he heard something akin to wind blowing and crystals clinking.
He opened his eyes, and the bolt, the General, and every soldier in the immediate vicinity was frozen solid. He looked around and didn't see anything at first, but something bright caught his eye on the coast. He squinted to see it, but his eyes widened when he realized who it was.
Onslaught after onslaught came. Blasts of air from cannons that could level houses, mages that controlled water and golems of wood and stone that fought for Gronweld all attacked David at once. Handling one element was easy, but handling all these was wearing on him significantly. He had been brought to his knees more than once during this battle.
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In Northuldra, as Elsa prayed to the God her mother spoke of, she would hear a still, small voice in her heart. It guided her into submitting to Him as the Supreme Creator, politely asked her to acknowledge that she is frail, finite, and in need of Him, and only through His Love could she be made whole. Once this is accepted, then she could bond directly with her spirits and traverse the sea as though it were traveling between Northuldra and Arendelle.
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David was on his last leg. He was face-to-face with the leader of Gronweld, the new, young and ruthless general. David's arms and legs had been bpund by the four enslaved spirits, and the general held a crossbow up to David's face. The enemy leader scoffed. "Some Sky King you are. You're nothing without your spirits."
David closed his eyes and prayed, asking God why He had let this happen. Why had the One he served let him die? His thoughts kept going back to Elsa and how much he loved her. "No," he kept saying. "She'd die...no..."
The crossbow was fired, and David resigned himself to his fate, closing his eyes.
But the shot never came and he heard something akin to wind blowing and crystals clinking.
He opened his eyes, and the bolt, the General, and every soldier in the immediate vicinity was frozen solid. He looked around and didn't see anything at first, but something bright caught his eye on the coast. He squinted to see it, but his eyes widened when he realized who it was.