- The Nazgûl
The council had gathered. They had been discussing fighting back for months now. Finally, they had an army. The war would start soon. Grant had taken the majority of the ark. Their first strike would be the desert. Everyone who wasn’t on Grant’s side was fighting. From people like Alex, who were 9, to people who were in their 60s. The next few years would mark some of the most gruesome battles of the arks. Many would die, many would become heroes. As the two armies faced each other in the desert, no one moved a muscle. Once someone fired an arrow, the battles would begin. They wanted peace as long as possible. Finally, an enemy soldier was felled. Few know who the shot came from, but they will not tell. No matter who did it, the war had begun.