The onslaught of the demon army continues within the city of Magincia, or is it even appropriate to call it a city anymore?
Militia this may be our very last chance to prevent this brutal force from unleashing its fury against the rest of Britannia. The city lays in ruin, swarming with creatures of demonic blood, with only the docks left intact, the last line of defense......if it shall fall; who will be next? Us?

I travelled alone to the burning city of Magincia after failure of the Vesper militia to respond to their call to arms.....



I walked among the rubble of once a great city, i stood behind the dock defenses and watched up ahead as waves of demons continued their assault.



An ancestor of the mighty Greenie even lent its arms to the aid of Magnicia, biting vicously at enermy imps and yet you militia cannot? I had to fight my way through flanking demons to reach the frontline where i met other britannians meeting the threat head on, are these folk braver than you Vesparians?




I joined the great battle, and fought alongside these brave men and women of britannia on the front line, trying to drive back what seemed like endless legions of demons.

More men will be needed to drive these foul demons from the lands and back to the abyss from wence they came! Will you stand by and do nothing? Will you let your captain stand alone?
Will you let the demons march onward to britannia before its too late? Or will YOU take up arms and help fight back this evil spat out of hell itself?

Monday the 26th of Novemember (Tonight) at 9pm GMT I shall head into Magincia to rejoin the battle, if you are truly Vesparians, the hell, if you are truly men and women!!! Ye shall do your duty and walk by my side on this night, be there or forever live with the guilt knowing yer didn't and be looked down upon with shame....

When? Monday 26th November (Tonight) 9pm GMT
Where? Gather outside Swaggers

- Escaflowne

And finally the militiamen answered their captains call. A taskforce of Vesparian Militia gathered in the swaggers having what could of been the last drink they ever had; for great danger lay at their destination.



The militia arrived at the remains of Magincia, it was even worse that the night before. They stood firmly at the front line as they stared at the battle occuring just paces away; gathering their courage and strength they charged at the ranks of the demons. Using magic and steel with teamwork they brought down demon after demon until they stopped in their tracks as the ground began to shake.




A dark mist began to sweep across the battlefield, wrapping round the legs of the Vesparians; growing thicker and thicker.
The militia closed in together, standing their ground and staring iinto the darkness. Two piercing eyes as red as rubies stared at them from within the mist. Before the men could speak a word, a horrfic demon, blacker than the night with huge claws of cold steel came charging out of the mist, cutting down everything standing between it and the militia. Swallowing their fear the militia charged to meet this being of power head on.



What seem to be an endless battle finally came to an end as the dark demon hit the floor with a loud crash. The vesparians stood tall next to its corpse in victory, retreiving artifacts of great power that it carried.



After a long and tiring afternoon of battling the demon army, the militia returned to the docks as night drew near. They took one last look back and departed from the battlefield to return another day.....