The double wooden gates of the main palace courtyard slammed shut with a heavy bang. The sudden noise echoed off the high stone walls, cutting through the quiet morning air. Luca stood firm on his leather boots, his broad shoulders tensing as his brown eyes locked onto the high balcony. Cold wind blew across the green courtyard entrance, bringing the sharp smell of hot iron and old ozone.High above on the white marble ledge stood the tall warrior in heavy gold armor. The morning sun reflected off his polished chest plate, casting long yellow rays over the courtyard floor. In his left hand, he held a long silver horn shaped like a dragon head. In his broad right hand, he held a thick iron chain that wrapped tight around the small waist of the sweet sun child. The tiny baby dangled over the edge of the high drop, cooing softly in the cool air.The golden warrior looked down at the team with a cold smile behind his open visor. He spoke in a loud, echoing voice that sounded like heavy be

The massive hand made of solid black iron snapped the main palace tower in two pieces. The loud crash of falling stone echoed through the valley as white marble blocks rained down into the courtyard. Thick black smoke covered the morning sky, turning the warm sunlight into a dull gray haze. Innocent people screamed as they ran for cover near the outer gates, their frantic steps filling the dim space with sudden chaos.Luca reacted with fast human speed, pulling sweet Amelia back toward the shelter of a thick stone archway. Elias Thorne stood in front of the two queens, his broad steel blade raised high to deflect falling stone chips. Julian held the sweet sun child tight against his broad chest, shielding the baby from the heavy dust cloud with his body. The ground shook with a steady rumble that made the courtyard floor roll like waves on a rough sea.Through the thick gray haze, a giant figure rose out from the deep rift in the earth. The iron conqueror stood forty feet tall, his ma

The massive beam of blue starlight struck the central palace plaza with a sound like shattering glass. Cold wind rushed down from the open sky rift, turning the green valley floor to white frost in a single breath. Luca stood on the high stone ridge, his brown eyes widening in horror as he looked down at his home. The entire city, the broad marble plaza, and the sweet palace towers were locked fast inside a giant block of solid blue ice.Through the clear blue wall of the frozen sphere, he could see his sweet family frozen still in time. Amelia stood near the inner archway, her hand reaching out toward him with quiet trust in her sweet brown eyes. Elias Thorne held his steel blade high, his broad frame locked in mid stride. Julian held the small sun child close, while the two queens raised their wooden staffs in vain. Not a single breath or heartbeat moved inside that cold blue tomb.Luca felt a sharp, heavy pain crush his human chest. A fierce roar of anger and grief tore from his th

The dark red sky pressed heavy against the palace courtyard. Cold wind whipped past the high marble pillars as black sand trickled down inside the giant glass shape floating above. Luca felt a strange cold numbness spread through his leather boots, creeping up his broad legs like freezing water. Beside him, sweet Amelia held his arm tight, but her soft face was already growing pale and blurry as the dark red light shifted around them.The hollow voice from the clouds boomed across the green valley once again. It declared that twenty years of battles, victories, and sweet love were about to vanish like smoke in a high wind. The black hourglass turned slowly in mid air, its dark magic pulling at the very thread of time. Luca looked at his broad hands, watching the gold crown above his dark hair flicker like a candle in a storm.Julian called out to his younger brother, his voice sounding thin and far away. Elias Thorne tried to plant his boots firm on the stone floor, but the ground ben

The heavy stone lid crashed onto the dirt path with a loud thud that shook the small village square. Thick green light poured out from the open coffin, turning the warm morning air cold and heavy. Luca stood firm on his bare feet in front of the garden gate, keeping sweet Amelia behind his broad frame. Elias Thorne gripped his heavy blacksmith hammer with two hands, while Julian held his wooden staff ready beside his brother. The terrified villagers backed away toward their cottages, their soft whispers filling the chilly breeze.Out from the ancient stone box rose the giant bronze monarch. His four broad arms were forged from polished metal that glinted under the green light. Heavy bronze armor covered his chest and shoulders, carved with deep lines that hummed with old magic. In his four metal hands, he held four long spears tipped with hot red fire. His yellow eyes burned with cold power as he looked down at the simple dirt village.The four armed ruler let out a booming laugh that