“Long time the Azurean Kings have been lost in the chaos barrens, and long time since they saw the last sign of life. These two sentences were floating in Maldrin's head when Farrend brought him news.

"Bad and Good news, Maldrin" - Farrend said. - "Good ones are that we are not lost anymore. Good ones are that an orc band has showed us the path"

Said that, a terrible cry came trough the tree layer. The orcs were attacking. As the green mass draw nearer, Countess and two more elves started shooting their bows. Five orcs died in a couple seconds, but the offence were so violent to be stoped by some dead mates.

And then Maldrin shouted like he had done many times before, challenging the chief to a match. That would have never failed, and neither did this time.

The Kings started with the ball in their hands, Lennedrian deep back in the field keeping it safe, and the thick elven forces running through the lying orcs. Some tactical moves from the elven book, and they were up in the scoreboard. The orcs were looking angrily towards the slippery Fredrian. "As soon as he goes down, he's gonna be painfully hit" Thought Maldrin. But this was not totally true. The first time he went down, he couldn't go back to vertical position. "Well, at least he'll survive this fight"

Right after this Touchdown, the kings quickly took position in the field, and as they kicked the ball, they ran for it. Farrend Merlin caught the ball before it touched the floor, but an orc blitzer knocked him down. After some quick blocks and dodges, Farrend scored the second touchdown. This drove the orcs mad.

In the second half, there were only 9 Kings in the field against a full team of well-armoured-better-armed-orcs. In the violent attack, Sir Fredrian were dead for a minute, but the team apothecary saved him with some magical herbs. The elves tried to stop the orcs from scoring and the only thing they obtained were a corpse to bury. Farrend Merlin received a nasty blow from Socrates (Who previously had almost-killed Sir Fredrian) after mocking him rounding circles around. The orcs scored easily and only 8 elves were ready to take the last breath...

2-1 in the end, and another moral victory for the Kings in the Chaos Tide, but another serious beating for them while trying.

"I just hope this war wont last long..." With this thought in the head Maldrin slowly fell asleep.

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Great match against a chatty coach, who I'll be willing to play again when he wants.
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