As we neared the fortress of the Prince of Darkness, I looked down to see an army of Orcs, Trolls and Zombies surrounding the place. I frowned, and realized my task was about to become incredibly more difficult.

"What are all those doing here?" I asked the Dragon.

"That is the army of the Prince. He knows the time is at hand, and he has summoned his army here to defend him." the Dragon explained.

I nodded slowly as we started heading down towards the ground. I held on tightly as the Dragon swooped down by the hellish army, which started shouting obsene curses at me, after seeing me and Wrath.

"I will drop you down by the gates of the fortress and hold off the army myself. That should keep them occupied until the Prince has been slain." the Dragon said.

"By yourself?" I asked as we neared the gates.

"Oh no. Our friends have finally arrived!" the Dragon said, looking out over the desert.

I looked out at the horizon, and saw a massive army marching through the sands.

The robed Elders from the Circle of Fire led a massive army of soldiers, all dressed in robes and armour, all weilding swords, battle axes and spears. They all bore shields, and formed a massive shield wall and started shouting to get the attention of the Prince's army.

Once the two armies faced off, the Prince's army arranged themselves into a huge offensive spike shaped formation and prepared to charge into the Elder's defensive shield wall.

The two armies charged at each other as the Dragon settled down by the gates, and I dismounted before drawing Wrath.

"Good luck, Inekwar the Destroyer! I will meet you again when this army is defeated and the Prince has been slain!" the Dragon said, before his lips lifted into a smile and he darted up into the sky. I gave him a nod of respect and turned my attention to the Prince's fortress.

It was vast, containing many towers that were built upon one another. There were large stone bridges connecting all the towers to one another, and the main hall to the towers. It was comprised of blackened brick, which looked as though it had been carved from the fire mountains in the west.

I gripped Wrath tightly and made my way through the gate, my eyes searching for any sign of life in the fortress. It seemed as though every creature in the Prince's command was out in the desert fighting the Elders.

Then I heard two trolls bantering to each other in grunts. They entered the courtyard of the fortress wielding massive warhammers and battle axes. I put my back against the wall and prayed that they wouldn't notice me, but I knew I couldn't stay there for long.

They walked past me, heading out into the desert to join the massive battle being waged, and they completely ignored me. I closed the gate of the fortress, closing them out, and preventing any more creatures from leaving or entering.

"Welcome, Inekwar the Destroyer!" I heard a voice ring out from above, and saw the Prince of Darkness standing on one of the bridges connecting the towers, holding my father out over the ground.

The Prince had long blonde hair, sharp features and broad shoulders. He wore a black vest over a white shirt, black trousers and brown leather boots. A long basket-hilted claymore hung from his side, attached to a black leather belt.

My father was in his usual suit of white armour, and his black bladed sword still hung from his side. The prince's strength must've been incredible if he could hold a fully grown man covered in armour with one arm.

"Release him!" I shouted, holding Wrath tightly in my right hand.

"If you insist!" the Prince shouted, before dropping my father. I ran over to him as he fell from the bridge, and managed to break his fall. We both tumbled to the stone floor of the courtyard, and stood slowly.

My father looked aged and tired. His black hair was still kept nicely like it always was, but the lines on his face seemed deeper. He turned and looked at me before a huge smile overtook his face.

His arms enveloped me in a huge hug, which I returned.

"Boy am I glad to see you." he said.

I smiled. "I missed you too dad."

We both turned after that and drew out swords, looking up at the Prince.

"How touching! Now which one of you two is going to come up here and fight me?" he rasped.

"You smug son of a-" Dad started, but I cut him off.

"Dad, this is something I need to do." I said.

"Sure. And I'm coming with you! What kind of father would I be if I didn't?" he said with a smirk.

The Prince started laughing before he ran off across the bridge he was standing on, prompting my father and I to follow him.

Our swords in hand, we started running towards the bridge, intent on finding out way up and finishing this whole ordeal once and for all.