[M] Fall of the Demon Emperor

[Tolvo]

Bohai started to slow as more and more soldiers worked together to push him back. Finally his advance was stopped while Rebels joined from behind. They entered a bloody melee with both forces mixed in the thick of it. His brother took a few blows and started to get winded. Baigujing finally stepped out from behind his soldiers and swung his spear upwards catching Bohai across the cheek. He stumbled back as blood gushed from his face and down his chest. "I was hoping to draw out the Rebels with this simple a tactic."

From up the pass where they were near to the gate Jianyu could see another army approaching. They flew the banners of the Demon Emperor. Baigujing's reinforcements met with the rear of the Rebels catching them in a pincer. Baigujing gloated heartily. "It was so easy to lure out the brothers of Nan." All around them Rebels fell, but Bohai was not done. He lunged at the Demon Emperor and knocked his spear from his hands and sent it flying overhead. A hand among the Rebels managed to catch it. Baigujing picked up a jian from the ground and stabbed Bohai in the crook of his knee and twisted it. "So weak, so feeble, such an easy to crush Rebellion!"

[Minkasha]

“Bohai!” Jianyu screamed in sight of his brother’s spilling blood, left to watch with weakness his brother be lamed by Baigujing. The taunts of the Demon Emperor, and the pervasive domination of his forcers around the rebellions stirred The White Nan to see rage. He moved his wounded body to attack, lunging up into the air and casting down his weapon straight to Baigujing’s skull. “I tire of your sickness on The Five Kingdoms!” He prayed to the Burning Spirits that his creation and his fated destiny to see Baigujing’s end would remain true. It was the only hope he had now, the power of fate.

[Tolvo]

Baigujing had nearly nowhere to go. At first he tried to pull the jian from Bohai's knee but it was stuck. Instead the Demon Emperor tried to dive away behind Bohai. Jianyu barely missed his head and caught him across the shoulder. His weapon cut deep and wide and bit into his bones. Baigujing howled in pain and rolled away from the two before coming into a standing position. There with his good arm raised he began to again gather powerful fire magic at his finger tips. With both of them injured it would be hard to dodge the blast. Bohai positioned himself in front of Jianyu yet again trying to protect him. Fire began to arc from Baigujing's hand then flew off and upwards where it had exploded. He missed.

That was when everyone's jaws dropped. The reason he missed, there sticking out of Baigujing's chest was the tip of his own spear. He had no last words, no evil tricks, he died instantly as it pierced his hard. There with trembling hands behind him was a young man dressed in simple garbs with a shaggy head of hair and scruffy beard. He dropped the spear and took steps backwards, as if the Demon Emperor would still strike him down. All around Baigujing's forces simply dropped their weapons. They looked on in awe. There was no rage to be had, there instead was despair. Their leader was dead, everything they fought for was gone. Bohai pulled the jian from his knee and held it overhead. "The Demon Emperor has perished! This battle is over! Put down your weapons stop the fighting!"

[Minkasha]

Jianyu’s primal sounds of pain were in chorus with Baigujing’s screams for his weapon jammed into the earth, dislocating The White Nan’s injured shoulder. His tired form had weakened his stances for combat and now it inflicted grievous pain as further flesh was ripped open in the dislocation. Howling in pain Jianyu fell to the ground beside his standing spear. The White Nan had to gain his focus together and it was only in time to realize his elder brother was once more trying to protect him – Jianyu must have failed to slay the Demon Emperor. The light of the green fire was brightening Bohai’s figure and Jianyu feared this was where they both died.

Then the sounds of war stopped, people were still around him rather than the sea of motion. Jianyu turned his head, tattered robes and lengths of white hair scattered across the ground, and he saw Baigujing collapse. It wasn’t by his hand, instead…

“Bohai!” Jianyu said in pain, pointing to the man who had just slayed the Demon Emperor, putting an end to all madness. “Our hero!” Jianyu laughed from such shock, groaning after from the sum total of wounds up and down his body. He was losing consciousness from the bloodloss, things becoming loopy but joyful. Baigujing was dead.

[Tolvo]

Bohai dropped the Jian and scooped up Jianyu into his arms. "Don't worry brother, you will not die this day. I will find the best healers for you." In that moment the great man shed his tears. Tears of both joy and mourning, as they were surrounded by the bloodbath around them. Soldiers threw down their arms and fell to their knees. They begged for forgiveness from the bewildered Rebels. The man who slew Baigujing approached the brothers with tears in his eyes s well. "It's finally over, the nightmare has ended."

[Minkasha]

Jianyu’s hazy vision watched the hero approach him and his brother. A disoriented smile was on his face, beaming to his direction.

“You braved nearing him and saved our lives…you are one of us now. What is your name?” Jianyu clung weakly to Bohai’s armor at the chest. The White Nan was turning further and further red across his clothes, eyes fluttering to stay open. Happiness being all that he could feel until finally he collapsed and his hand slipped off Bohai’s chest.

[Tolvo]

In those moments Bohai gripped him tightly and began to scream Jianyu's name. Around him the mourning and begging soldiers spread apart making room as Rebels rushed to aid in carrying him. The hero reached out towards Jianyu as his named escaped his lips. "Wei!" His name was Wei. Then came darkness.

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