Vol 5 Chapter 108 (1/2)

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at 26th of October 2019 11:13:18 AM

Chapter 108

Bridge of the Conclave’s southern command vessel

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With griave their orders

Populations between the northern and southern parts of the wasteland were greatly disproportionateSouthern poere fractured delicateAgainst the strong and unified forces of the north, southern organizations had been unable to defend themselvesAfter all, not only had the Conclave taken all of the north, but they also had the backing of Skycloud and the Cloude familyThe Sanctum as it had existed under the Crimson One was a shadohat the Conclave had becoe swaths of the wastelands to come under their controlUp to this point their ith the southern wilds had gone decidedly in their favor

All that re on in the face of hopelessnessWho could have known that from the shadows of Nox aid would appear at the crucial momentThis unexpected interference cost them Eckhard Cutter, one of their commanders and leader of their ar blow to the Conclave!

Greenland’s Governor, Dawn Polaris, followed on the heels of this tragedy with a series of lightning maneuversIn only twenty days she snatched back most of the cities under Conclave controlBy the time leadershi+p heard the news it was already too lateThey were forced to dispatch another one of their co over the post vacated by Eckhard, he was tasked with standing against the southern forces propped up by Nox

War had once more come to the wastelands, only this time it was between its own people

Duhty Dawnbreaker armor that encased his bodyOnly his head was left uncovered, revealing a grizzled and aging face with a solemn expressionHe was not the talkative and flirtatious elder froer, for he knew the enemy he faced

Hoas it Dawn had reacted so quickly, recovering all that lost territory in under a month? Simple, it was just as their reports warned: Cloudhawk had returned

The sa man that had nearly obliterated Sanctuary, who had lived in years prior caught between Skycloud and the wastesCloudhaas a complicated sort, whose exploits before Sanctuary had earned him both praise and blame

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He was responsible for killing hty threats from the wasteland in the forivable sins in the eyes of the ElysiansHe carried the banner of House Polaris into victory after victory, yet also bore the hest authorityAt one brief point in time he was Commander General of their expeditionary force and saved the lives of thousandsHe ended up causing many deaths when he led enemy forces into conflict with Sanctuary

Yes, a complicated man, full of contradictionsHis hands were stained with blood and his name hispered from Skycloud to the most distant reaches of the wastelandsYet no one knew for sure which side he stood uponJudging by his acts alone, he always see into any co assault on Sanctuary, Cloudhawk’s reputation in Skycloud sank to the foulest of depthsMeanwhile he was cheered as a hero in the wastes, especially the southTo those si themHis reappearance was a call to arms to all those who looked up to hiht in his name, so when she returned to the cities taken by the Conclave they subleIn the south there was only one person they would all agree to follow, and that was Cloudhawk

He had becorow and spreadTheir adoration was at a fever pitch

Now the legend had returned, stronger than everWith a man like him at the fore what did they have to fear from these northern invaders? As such, southern leaders already dissatisfied with the Conclave’s oppression all flocked to Greenland’s side

Due Cloudhaielded out hereHe’d always known the young man to be special, but not ht at hell’s ValleyBack then a particularly doughty assistant instructor could have put Cloudhawk in his place to say nothing of the three Giants themselves

A few years later and all that appeared to have changed

Du outsideExplosions and ammunition continued to be traded between the armies at a feverish paceIt was a storm of metal and fire where tens,to stir this sixty-year old man’s dead heart

He was numb to it all by nowBack in Skycloud no one knew his name, just a faceless commander of hell’s ArmyFew common folk, if any, had heard the name Dumont Cenhelm, and fewer still knew his real name even in hell’s ValleyFor two, nearly three decades he had given his service to hell’s Arotten by the worldAs a perennial commander he had lead hundreds of missions, offered countless indelible contributions to his home, but they would never be appreciated by those he servedThe old soldier known as Du, and unvaluedThere would be no flowers or applause at his funeral

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But he had no regretsFrom the outset he understood that the eHe also kne fragile this seely prosperous world the Elysians had built really was

To keep it all fro, there were some who had to harden themselves and make a sacrificeSome would need to immerse the to keep the conorantThe cost of this was one’s soulHe and his soldiers were the men who did not existA necessary evilA firm believe in this mission is why Duer now than ever, for he knew he faced possibly the most important ht Dumont that the turmoil and chaos of the world all steround for the evil, the cruel and the perverseThe potential for this corruption to groas immense and spread like weedsNo matter what methods were employed that inherent sin would never be wholly eradicatedBut if they could only unify the wasteland, perhaps thataway, but with effort they could bring that chaos to heel