THE WARRIOR BATTALION

Princess Stella handles the best troops of the kingdom, she was given the rights to do so, her battalion is called the Warrior battalion and is considered the best even better than the mage battalion of her elder sister. she picked some of the soldiers personally though some may say that she used her administrative rights to hand-pick some of the bravest men and women, nobody disliked it.

In the set of sun she held her new sword, Dragonstem it was called, it was a shiny chanted blue blade, not bigger than her legs. she ordered a meet of five hundred troops (the strength of her battalion or whatever that's leftover from the retreat) before they March towards Saradonia, she ordered to close the door of the hall they gathered around.

She had a thicker accent then before, "You know why I ordered this meeting?" to which one of the soldiers stood out, "Yes m'lady, we will raid Saradonia again!" he stood back in his line, "For even one fucking minute of my life I never thought this day would come, my father, our king, fears of our incompetency,….." she sat on the bench opposite to her army, "And anyone wants to reason a cause?" there was a silence amongst them, "I repeat anyone wants to reason a thing for our retreat?" another soldier came out, "We were outnumbered my lady" and went back, "Outnumbered? I picked every single one of you, thinking you will act like a lion in the field, your profile prompt will inspire generations of elites to come. You talk about being outnumbered? Give me a good reason" she gripped her sword, "there were magical restrictions on us, my lady, we weren't allowed to use enhanced weapon in the field" another soldier came forth, "that's a reason I'm talking about, I have the spell we will cast on ourselves before the raid, it'll help us use those weapons, Alnidha made it for us" they got brighter face hearing that, "Tell me, what else held you back?" she said standing up, "King, my lady" one of the female soldiers came forth this time, "It was king himself, we were told our prime motive shouldn't be to keep those filthy demons out but to protect you" there was some murmuring of agreement in groups, "It was because he sanctioned you there…." She held her sword upright, "Tonight...your raid will not be sanctioned by king, it will be sanctioned by your self-esteem, will fight and confidence" she yelled as the troops held their swords upright as well.

She cast a shadow upon them in that evening meet, that shadow became their confidence, "If you ever thought that you will lose for one second on that field it's game over"

"We have more than just our families on the line, we care for our kingdom, it nurtured us, gave us shelter when we were lost, we will protect its nature and everything it calls home" there was a rise in spirit and morale amongst the soldiers,

"Megalo!"

"Pnevma!!"

Back in Adam's courtroom Maria and he was deciding the outfit he would like to wear in the field, he had some fresh steamed mushroom on the table with some ale. He tried all outfits, elastic, durable, enchanted, engraved but nothing suited his body, they were made for strong muscular man, not for someone like Adam. "what is this?" he said as nothing fitted him, "what do you mean? Like we expected a fat hero" she laughed as he turned around in anger, "Don't give me that laugh you useless mage!"

"Useless? I summoned you, be thankful you fat fuck"

"Yeah, and you were the one claiming it was a preplanned idea to summon me huh? Wait till I say everyone what you think!"

"Be considerate you low life, maybe if you would've worked out a little in your previous life, you would've been a perfect hero"

"Who are you to tell what I should've done?!"

"'cuz you started it" and so they fought a bit till they landed on eating steam mushrooms and drinking ale, "So, did you finalized what to wear?" he took the last sip of ale, "Yeah" stood up and opened the same wardrobe he opened when he first came into this room and danced naked, he changed into his own attire, back to boxers, sweatshirt, and crocs.

The army was as mentioned a small but elite one, five hundred men marched together and it was obvious that the king will see it, anyone would. He saw Stella on her horse leading it out of the capital, "Oh dear God no, that foolish child!" he yelled, "Maria! Maria!" he further yelled in anger though it would have seen that they joined them, "No, No, No" he had his hands over his head, "Who gave her the permission to do so?" he asked to his herald, Joseph, "She has the rights sire, to open the gates and get the weaponry" he held his crown in his hands, "Let them go" Alnidha entered the room with the help of a chair pushed by one of her guards.

"What if she ends up like you?! What if worse, she dies?!?!" he yelled as one could see his tears, "Father, you worry a lot, it's going to be okay, that hero, he is not a normal one" she came closer with her chair, "Yeah he isn't, he is fat, he has never faced the terror of demons, he is naïve" to which she smiled, "Do you remembered my age when I first faced a demon on my own?" he was confused, "Thirteen? Fourteen?"

"Twelve," she said, "I was twelve father and you know what helped me overcome the fear of demons and to face them for once? It was your encouragement, back then, you had a bright smile, you looked to me and said, no matter the consequences, no matter the odds, we can't keep our hands crossed when the enemy is right upon us, even if you are incapable and that no weapon like, axe, hammer, sword or spear is stronger than the weapon of will, for what I see right now, they'll give those fuckers a fight".