Literature
HGVW: PT3 PT5
The Final Battle The first embers of twilight began to spread across the sky with the stench of the dead flooding their senses, an all too familiar sensation that felt so new, thrilling and dreadful, the finality of it all bearing down on them. The figure of the King fleeing into mountains somewhere west followed by his most dangerous and faithful servants. Legacy and his comrades, despite their loss, the last boy leader of the boy armies to be slain, could not be mourned, not yet, not when victory was so close. For the first time in the entire conflict, the boys had the virus on the run, they were the hunted, the prey, the doomed. They didn’t need to interrogate the surviving virus that Legacy had felled, but didn’t want to waste his remaining ammo on, there was only one place left he could hide, the one place where the Ancient King Zibalba could make his last stand against his most fearsome foe since Ziemia, who alone nearly won the war for all boys in his battle against him. The