Smoke and blood filled the cool night air as the Fires illuminated the night sky over Terraria. As the Sounds of battle echoed throughout the plains, it sounded as though the Climax was soon to come. In the middle of the Countless Soldiers stood two men Staring each other down.  The Man in Gilded Armor stood panting, helmet long gone as he spit to his left a glob of blood.<br/><br/>"You Wretched man, Nothing will stop my Conquest. Even if you Succeed today, The Slaughter will continue long after I am dead. You cannot stem the tide of blood... I will Kill every last one of them. You have no chance..." The Armor Clad man Smirk wildly in the fire light, slowly circling the Man who stood in his way. The other stepped in toe with him, giving a soft glare in return before a smile creeped across his face.<br/><br/>"You seem Confident, Gerandal. You wound me, for even now you continue to underestimate your place in the tide..." The Green eyed man Smirked as his long sword lifted to point toward Gerandal.<br/><br/>"I will never Lose to the likes of you, Fate has shielded me through all my Turmoil, YOU HAVE NOTHING, GHALEON! We could have Destroyed them Together, you and I. Why do you Deny your Destiny!? Don't be a Fool."<br/><br/>As the Light of the fire grew around them, The full extent of Ghaleon's Body came into view, Several cuts and tears in his skin, but still he stood unwavered. Hearing the man speak of Fate, Ghaleon began to chuckle to himself, Gerandal growing angry with each audible laugh. "Gerandal, It is the very reason you still breath, That I am here... Your fate Ceased Long ago, and still you live like a plague on this world. You haven't survived any storm..." Ghaleon said softly, as he slowly shifted his weight, his sword glowing, the winds picking up around his body. Gerandal Saw this display of power and Readied himself by lifting his Sword to be ready.<br/><br/>"Everyone you know that wished for your will to be done has fell to me... and you... will follow suit..."<br/><br/>Gerandal Growled,"You LIE! YOU CANNOT STOP ME, YOU CANNOT STOP THE STORM!"<br/><br/>Ghaleon shifted his weight a single time, before darting forward at an impressive speed, Him pushing the air out of his way, closing the distance within a blink of the eye. As he Reached Gerandal, He dipped Low and Ran his Longsword deep into the Armored mans Stomach, Lifting his head to speak into the man's Ear. "You fool... I am The Storm..."<br/><br/>As Gerandal's life slipped away, The winds picked up violently, everything fading into dust around him, A voice speaking into his ear as the world around him fell away into light. The words were garbled and foreign to him, but As he turned to see himself reflected on the surface of the walls, The words became Clear.<br/><br/>"Wake up!"<br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/>Ghaleon's Deep green eyes shot open and he took a large breath, Slamming forward as if he were Drowning. He looked around to see another bed with a woman, His weapon was Missing, and His wounds were healed. he knew not how long he slept, But he quickly got to his feet and slipped back against a wall, holding his head. This was not the first time he was plucked at random to go somewhere else, But it marked the first time he has awoken to a voice. The silence of his duty ruled him, so he knew it couldn't be his diety. Not this time. As He took sharp breaths, trying to relax himself in some way, he could only think to repeat a single phrase.<br/><br/>"Gods be Damned, What now?"<br/><br/>He stayed against the wall, but slowly calmed himself to a manageable degree and steadied his breathing. To say he was Fearful, would be stretching the term, but one thing was for sure, he didn't like this one bit.