It was an extremely hot day on the eastern plains of Central Arcania. The brightest sun blazed across the battlefield, and Raenar's army had the rebel forces on the ropes. The battle was about to come to an end. The rebel troops, led by Lommel's father, were destined to be defeated under the power of army.

Lommel watched from a distance with a small group of warriors. The situation was very complex. The enemy army had the bullfighting squads under a funnel threat, attacking the troops in unison until they were cornered in a disastrous combat situation cornered always end up losing.

At the top of a hill of huge boulders, they were planning to intrude between the enemy lines to break the funnel. With the power of the bulls, this should not be a problem. Destroying the enemy lines with a deadly charge was one of the great threats that the Arcania monkeys faced. There is a saying that goes, "Never corner a bull and don't expect a horn."

Raenar's army felt confident in their strong military strategies. Their ranks were trained in the great arts of war, and thousands of hours of military strategy were taught to every simian in Central Arcania. Their advantage on the battlefield made them feel secure and in control of any army that dared to challenge them in open field combat. What the monkeys do not take into account is how unpredictable a bull can be, how deep their connection with nature is, giving them an unexpected strength in moments of greater pressure, making them an unpredictable enemy.

Although he was just a young bull, Lormmel knew he had to do something to stop Raenar. His father had started this rebellion, but he knew deep down that the fate of ending it would be in his hands. The power to free his people from slavery was written in the pages of their prophecies. It had always been a unanimous condition in the Taurhalo Tribe, but for Lormmel, it was just a burden. He wanted to believe that his destiny was as mundane as anyone else's. That's the grace of destiny when you least expect it, it appears as luck but is actually the consequence of absolutely all the actions of each and every member of our lineage during our history. Embracing that destiny is in the hands of a few, but Lormmel knew deep down that the call was inevitable.

A world known as Arcania has seen the consciousness of a vast and diverse variety of creatures evolve. Of the most notable dominant races, there are bulls, monkeys, and bears.

There is a great diversity of other species with peculiar characteristics, but the factions named above have always fought for leadership of the kingdom.

Bulls are a proud and noble race, known for their strength and fierce loyalty to their families. Monkeys are a cunning and manipulative species, often using their intelligence to gain power and influence. While bears are the wisest and most magical of the races, they have a population full of scholars and visionary clerics.

For centuries, monkeys have held a dominant position in Central Arcania, ruling the planet's capital, and with it the other creatures, with an iron hand.

The bulls of the Taurhalo Tribe, tired of serving Raenar, began to hatch a new rebellion to take over the central city of Arcania. Among their allies are the bears of the Ladenor Throne and parts of the Northern Packs. 

A world known as Arcania has seen the consciousness of a vast and diverse variety of creatures evolve. Of the most notable dominant races, there are bulls, monkeys, and bears.

There is a great diversity of other species with peculiar characteristics, but the factions named above have always fought for leadership of the kingdom.

Bulls are a proud and noble race, known for their strength and fierce loyalty to their families. Monkeys are a cunning and manipulative species, often using their intelligence to gain power and influence. While bears are the wisest and most magical of the races, they have a population full of scholars and visionary clerics.

For centuries, monkeys have held a dominant position in Central Arcania, ruling the planet's capital, and with it the other creatures, with an iron hand.

The bulls of the Taurhalo Tribe, tired of serving Raenar, began to hatch a new rebellion to take over the central city of Arcania. Among their allies are the bears of the Ladenor Throne and parts of the Northern Packs. 

It was an extremely hot day on the eastern plains of Central Arcania. The brightest sun blazed across the battlefield, and Raenar's army had the rebel forces on the ropes. The battle was about to come to an end. The rebel troops, led by Lommel's father, were destined to be defeated under the power of the ape army.

Lommel watched from a distance with a small group of warriors. The situation was very complex. The enemy army had the bullfighting squads under a funnel threat, attacking the troops in unison until they were cornered in a disastrous combat situation where the cornered always end up losing.

At the top of a hill of huge boulders, they were planning to intrude between the enemy lines to break the funnel. With the power of the bulls, this should not be a problem. Destroying the enemy lines with a deadly charge was one of the great threats that the Arcania monkeys faced. There is a saying that goes, "Never corner a bull and don't expect a horn."

Raenar's army felt confident in their strong military strategies. Their ranks were trained in the great arts of war, and thousands of hours of military strategy were taught to every simian in Central Arcania. Their advantage on the battlefield made them feel secure and in control of any army that dared to challenge them in open field combat. What the monkeys do not take into account is how unpredictable a bull can be, how deep their connection with nature is, giving them an unexpected strength in moments of greater pressure, making them an unpredictable and lethal enemy.

Although he was just a young bull, Lormmel knew he had to do something to stop Raenar. His father had started this rebellion, but he knew deep down that the fate of ending it would be in his hands. The power to free his people from slavery was written in the pages of their prophecies. It had always been a unanimous condition in the Taurhalo Tribe, but for Lormmel, it was just a burden. He wanted to believe that his destiny was as mundane as anyone else's. That's the grace of destiny when you least expect it, it appears as luck but is actually the consequence of absolutely all the actions of each and every member of our lineage during our history. Embracing that destiny is in the hands of a few, but Lormmel knew deep down that the call was inevitable, and if he wanted to rescue his father, the prophecy had to be true.

With this in mind, he decided to attack directly, join the battle with a frontal charge, and fight alongside his people. He attacked the heart of the simian defense and faced the great generals who presented him with an opposition until he reached where his father's trapped army was. Lormmel's charge and those of his companions managed to break the monkey's funnel defense and unite the two taurine attack groups. The army led by Kirmmel saw the violent entry and took advantage of the last of their energies to push the monkeys as far as possible and thus connect with their allies. The king and the prince joined in battle to finally destroy Raenar's army.

With a roar of determination, Lormmel launched himself into the combat and fought with all his might. Around him, the other rebel bulls who until a moment ago were trapped against each other without even dreaming of a retreat, joined him in combat. Together, they managed to bring down many of Raenar's troops.

It seemed that the battle was finally taking its rightful course, and the story's course seemed truncated once and for all against the monkeys. But despite their bravery, the rebels were still at a disadvantage. Raenar was a powerful warrior, and his army was much more numerous. Slowly, the rebels began to fall one by one, until only the great leaders of the battle remained. Lormmel, along with Kirmmel, Solisto, and Korgath, took on the fight against the monkey king and his most loyal soldiers, Steadlum and "The golden boy" Malik, one as a court posthumous officer and the other as his personal bodyguard.

Kirmmel had fought with all his strength, but his age and fatigue had taken their toll, and Raenar was able to capture him without much effort after defeating him with a direct attack that completely broke his armor and left him gravely injured on the battlefield. Lormmel saw his father fall to the ground but could do little to help him, they were both about to be defeated. He would have run towards him, risking his own life to lift him up on his shoulders, but it was impossible. He was determined, but the distance was too much, and he could only watch as they took him away. Right now, the best thing was to try to maintain concentration and not suffer the same fate as his father, to stay in combat for as long as possible, conserving energy for the final push of the battle.

To be continued...

It was an extremely hot day on the eastern plains of Central Arcania. The brightest sun blazed across the battlefield, and Raenar's army had the rebel forces on the ropes. The battle was about to come to an end. The rebel troops, led by Lommel's father, were destined to be defeated under the power of the ape army.

Lommel watched from a distance with a small group of warriors. The situation was very complex. The enemy army had the bullfighting squads under a funnel threat, attacking the troops in unison until they were cornered in a disastrous combat situation where the cornered always end up losing.

At the top of a hill of huge boulders, they were planning to intrude between the enemy lines to break the funnel. With the power of the bulls, this should not be a problem. Destroying the enemy lines with a deadly charge was one of the great threats that the Arcania monkeys faced. There is a saying that goes, "Never corner a bull and don't expect a horn."

Raenar's army felt confident in their strong military strategies. Their ranks were trained in the great arts of war, and thousands of hours of military strategy were taught to every simian in Central Arcania. Their advantage on the battlefield made them feel secure and in control of any army that dared to challenge them in open field combat. What the monkeys do not take into account is how unpredictable a bull can be, how deep their connection with nature is, giving them an unexpected strength in moments of greater pressure, making them an unpredictable and lethal enemy.

Although he was just a young bull, Lormmel knew he had to do something to stop Raenar. His father had started this rebellion, but he knew deep down that the fate of ending it would be in his hands. The power to free his people from slavery was written in the pages of their prophecies. It had always been a unanimous condition in the Taurhalo Tribe, but for Lormmel, it was just a burden. He wanted to believe that his destiny was as mundane as anyone else's. That's the grace of destiny when you least expect it, it appears as luck but is actually the consequence of absolutely all the actions of each and every member of our lineage during our history. Embracing that destiny is in the hands of a few, but Lormmel knew deep down that the call was inevitable, and if he wanted to rescue his father, the prophecy had to be true.

With this in mind, he decided to attack directly, join the battle with a frontal charge, and fight alongside his people. He attacked the heart of the simian defense and faced the great generals who presented him with an opposition until he reached where his father's trapped army was. Lormmel's charge and those of his companions managed to break the monkey's funnel defense and unite the two taurine attack groups. The army led by Kirmmel saw the violent entry and took advantage of the last of their energies to push the monkeys as far as possible and thus connect with their allies. The king and the prince joined in battle to finally destroy Raenar's army.

With a roar of determination, Lormmel launched himself into the combat and fought with all his might. Around him, the other rebel bulls who until a moment ago were trapped against each other without even dreaming of a retreat, joined him in combat. Together, they managed to bring down many of Raenar's troops.

It seemed that the battle was finally taking its rightful course, and the story's course seemed truncated once and for all against the monkeys. But despite their bravery, the rebels were still at a disadvantage. Raenar was a powerful warrior, and his army was much more numerous. Slowly, the rebels began to fall one by one, until only the great leaders of the battle remained. Lormmel, along with Kirmmel, Solisto, and Korgath, took on the fight against the monkey king and his most loyal soldiers, Steadlum and "The golden boy" Malik, one as a court posthumous officer and the other as his personal bodyguard.

Kirmmel had fought with all his strength, but his age and fatigue had taken their toll, and Raenar was able to capture him without much effort after defeating him with a direct attack that completely broke his armor and left him gravely injured on the battlefield. Lormmel saw his father fall to the ground but could do little to help him, they were both about to be defeated. He would have run towards him, risking his own life to lift him up on his shoulders, but it was impossible. He was determined, but the distance was too much, and he could only watch as they took him away. Right now, the best thing was to try to maintain concentration and not suffer the same fate as his father, to stay in combat for as long as possible, conserving energy for the final push of the battle.

To be continued...

With this in mind, he decided to attack directly, join the battle with a frontal charge, and fight alongside his people. He attacked the heart of the simian defense and faced the great generals who presented him with an opposition until he reached where his father's trapped army was. Lormmel's charge and those of his companions managed to break the monkey's funnel defense and unite the two taurine attack groups. The army led by Kirmmel saw the violent entry and took advantage of the last of their energies to push the monkeys as far as possible and thus connect with their allies. The king and the prince joined in battle to finally destroy Raenar's army.

With a roar of determination, Lormmel launched himself into the combat and fought with all his might. Around him, the other rebel bulls who until a moment ago were trapped against each other without even dreaming of a retreat, joined him in combat. Together, they managed to bring down everyone.

It seemed that the battle was finally taking its rightful course, and the story's course seemed truncated once and for all against the monkeys. But despite their bravery, the rebels were still at a disadvantage. Raenar was a powerful warrior, and his army was much more numerous. Slowly, the rebels began to fall one by one, until only the great leaders of the battle remained. Lormmel, along with Kirmmel, Solisto, and Korgath, took on the fight against the monkey king and his most loyal soldiers, Steadlum and "The golden boy" Malik, one as a court posthumous officer.

Kirmmel had fought with all his strength, but his age and fatigue had taken their toll, and Raenar was able to capture him without much effort after defeating him with a direct attack that completely broke his armor and left him gravely injured on the battlefield. Lormmel saw his father fall to the ground but could do little to help him, they were both about to be defeated. He would have run towards him, risking his own life to lift him up on his shoulders, but it was impossible. He was determined, but the distance was too much, and he could only watch as they took him away. Right now, the best thing was to try to maintain concentration and not suffer the same fate.

To be continued...

A world known as Arcania has seen the consciousness of a vast and diverse variety of creatures evolve. Of the most notable dominant races, there are bulls, monkeys, and bears.

There is a great diversity of other species with peculiar characteristics, but the factions named above have always fought for leadership of the kingdom.

Bulls are a proud and noble race, known for their strength and fierce loyalty to their families. Monkeys are a cunning and manipulative species, often using their intelligence to gain power and influence. While bears are the wisest and most magical of the races, they have a population full of scholars and visionary clerics.

For centuries, monkeys have held a dominant position in Central Arcania, ruling the planet's capital, and with it the other creatures, with an iron hand.

The bulls of the Taurhalo Tribe, tired of serving Raenar, began to hatch a new rebellion to take over the central city of Arcania. Among their allies are the bears of the Ladenor Throne and parts of the Northern Packs. 

A world known as Arcania has seen the consciousness of a vast and diverse variety of creatures evolve. Of the most notable dominant races, there are bulls, monkeys, and bears.

There is a great diversity of other species with peculiar characteristics, but the factions named above have always fought for leadership of the kingdom.

Bulls are a proud and noble race, known for their strength and fierce loyalty to their families. Monkeys are a cunning and manipulative species, often using their intelligence to gain power and influence. While bears are the wisest and most magical of the races, they have a population full of scholars and visionary clerics.

For centuries, monkeys have held a dominant position in Central Arcania, ruling the planet's capital, and with it the other creatures, with an iron hand.

The bulls of the Taurhalo Tribe, tired of serving Raenar, began to hatch a new rebellion to take over the central city of Arcania. Among their allies are the bears of the Ladenor Throne and parts of the Northern Packs. 

It was an extremely hot day on the eastern plains of Central Arcania. The brightest sun blazed across the battlefield, and Raenar's army had the rebel forces on the ropes. The battle was about to come to an end. The rebel troops, led by Lommel's father, were destined to be defeated under the power of the ape army.

Lommel watched from a distance with a small group of warriors. The situation was very complex. The enemy army had the bullfighting squads under a funnel threat, attacking the troops in unison until they were cornered in a disastrous combat situation where the cornered always end up losing.

At the top of a hill of huge boulders, they were planning to intrude between the enemy lines to break the funnel. With the power of the bulls, this should not be a problem. Destroying the enemy lines with a deadly charge was one of the great threats that the Arcania monkeys faced. There is a saying that goes, "Never corner a bull and don't expect a horn."

Raenar's army felt confident in their strong military strategies. Their ranks were trained in the great arts of war, and thousands of hours of military strategy were taught to every simian in Central Arcania. Their advantage on the battlefield made them feel secure and in control of any army that dared to challenge them in open field combat. What the monkeys do not take into account is how unpredictable a bull can be, how deep their connection with nature is, giving them an unexpected strength in moments of greater pressure, making them an unpredictable and lethal enemy.

Although he was just a young bull, Lormmel knew he had to do something to stop Raenar. His father had started this rebellion, but he knew deep down that the fate of ending it would be in his hands. The power to free his people from slavery was written in the pages of their prophecies. It had always been a unanimous condition in the Taurhalo Tribe, but for Lormmel, it was just a burden. He wanted to believe that his destiny was as mundane as anyone else's. That's the grace of destiny when you least expect it, it appears as luck but is actually the consequence of absolutely all the actions of each and every member of our lineage during our history. Embracing that destiny is in the hands of a few, but Lormmel knew deep down that the call was inevitable, and if he wanted to rescue his father, the prophecy had to be true.

With this in mind, he decided to attack directly, join the battle with a frontal charge, and fight alongside his people. He attacked the heart of the simian defense and faced the great generals who presented him with an opposition until he reached where his father's trapped army was. Lormmel's charge and those of his companions managed to break the monkey's funnel defense and unite the two taurine attack groups. The army led by Kirmmel saw the violent entry and took advantage of the last of their energies to push the monkeys as far as possible and thus connect with their allies. The king and the prince joined in battle to finally destroy Raenar's army.

With a roar of determination, Lormmel launched himself into the combat and fought with all his might. Around him, the other rebel bulls who until a moment ago were trapped against each other without even dreaming of a retreat, joined him in combat. Together, they managed to bring down many of Raenar's troops.

It seemed that the battle was finally taking its rightful course, and the story's course seemed truncated once and for all against the monkeys. But despite their bravery, the rebels were still at a disadvantage. Raenar was a powerful warrior, and his army was much more numerous. Slowly, the rebels began to fall one by one, until only the great leaders of the battle remained. Lormmel, along with Kirmmel, Solisto, and Korgath, took on the fight against the monkey king and his most loyal soldiers, Steadlum and "The golden boy" Malik, one as a court posthumous officer and the other as his personal bodyguard.

Kirmmel had fought with all his strength, but his age and fatigue had taken their toll, and Raenar was able to capture him without much effort after defeating him with a direct attack that completely broke his armor and left him gravely injured on the battlefield. Lormmel saw his father fall to the ground but could do little to help him, they were both about to be defeated. He would have run towards him, risking his own life to lift him up on his shoulders, but it was impossible. He was determined, but the distance was too much, and he could only watch as they took him away. Right now, the best thing was to try to maintain concentration and not suffer the same fate as his father, to stay in combat for as long as possible, conserving energy for the final push of the battle.

To be continued...

It was an extremely hot day on the eastern plains of Central Arcania. The brightest sun blazed across the battlefield, and Raenar's army had the rebel forces on the ropes. The battle was about to come to an end. The rebel troops, led by Lommel's father, were destined to be defeated under the power of the ape army.

Lommel watched from a distance with a small group of warriors. The situation was very complex. The enemy army had the bullfighting squads under a funnel threat, attacking the troops in unison until they were cornered in a disastrous combat situation where the cornered always end up losing.

At the top of a hill of huge boulders, they were planning to intrude between the enemy lines to break the funnel. With the power of the bulls, this should not be a problem. Destroying the enemy lines with a deadly charge was one of the great threats that the Arcania monkeys faced. There is a saying that goes, "Never corner a bull and don't expect a horn."

Raenar's army felt confident in their strong military strategies. Their ranks were trained in the great arts of war, and thousands of hours of military strategy were taught to every simian in Central Arcania. Their advantage on the battlefield made them feel secure and in control of any army that dared to challenge them in open field combat. What the monkeys do not take into account is how unpredictable a bull can be, how deep their connection with nature is, giving them an unexpected strength in moments of greater pressure, making them an unpredictable and lethal enemy.

Although he was just a young bull, Lormmel knew he had to do something to stop Raenar. His father had started this rebellion, but he knew deep down that the fate of ending it would be in his hands. The power to free his people from slavery was written in the pages of their prophecies. It had always been a unanimous condition in the Taurhalo Tribe, but for Lormmel, it was just a burden. He wanted to believe that his destiny was as mundane as anyone else's. That's the grace of destiny when you least expect it, it appears as luck but is actually the consequence of absolutely all the actions of each and every member of our lineage during our history. Embracing that destiny is in the hands of a few, but Lormmel knew deep down that the call was inevitable, and if he wanted to rescue his father, the prophecy had to be true.

With this in mind, he decided to attack directly, join the battle with a frontal charge, and fight alongside his people. He attacked the heart of the simian defense and faced the great generals who presented him with an opposition until he reached where his father's trapped army was. Lormmel's charge and those of his companions managed to break the monkey's funnel defense and unite the two taurine attack groups. The army led by Kirmmel saw the violent entry and took advantage of the last of their energies to push the monkeys as far as possible and thus connect with their allies. The king and the prince joined in battle to finally destroy Raenar's army.

With a roar of determination, Lormmel launched himself into the combat and fought with all his might. Around him, the other rebel bulls who until a moment ago were trapped against each other without even dreaming of a retreat, joined him in combat. Together, they managed to bring down many of Raenar's troops.

It seemed that the battle was finally taking its rightful course, and the story's course seemed truncated once and for all against the monkeys. But despite their bravery, the rebels were still at a disadvantage. Raenar was a powerful warrior, and his army was much more numerous. Slowly, the rebels began to fall one by one, until only the great leaders of the battle remained. Lormmel, along with Kirmmel, Solisto, and Korgath, took on the fight against the monkey king and his most loyal soldiers, Steadlum and "The golden boy" Malik, one as a court posthumous officer and the other as his personal bodyguard.

Kirmmel had fought with all his strength, but his age and fatigue had taken their toll, and Raenar was able to capture him without much effort after defeating him with a direct attack that completely broke his armor and left him gravely injured on the battlefield. Lormmel saw his father fall to the ground but could do little to help him, they were both about to be defeated. He would have run towards him, risking his own life to lift him up on his shoulders, but it was impossible. He was determined, but the distance was too much, and he could only watch as they took him away. Right now, the best thing was to try to maintain concentration and not suffer the same fate as his father, to stay in combat for as long as possible, conserving energy for the final push of the battle.

To be continued...