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He twists his sword and splits it in two. With both his hands gripped tight, the red ribbons wraps around his arms as if the sword was feeding off the Prince’s soul. His body rips in half with an eerie shadow replacing the original. The Two half princes place their swords together creating an “X”. Immediately, they swing in sync lunging at all directions repelling the Brolays away. At an instant, a Brolaf grabs an explosive at his harness and throws it at one of the princes, destroying the shadow and injuring the real body. Quickly they reattach.

The Sun begins to shed, the cold winds blow through the fields. The Raven dives down below and doubles in size, he quickly grabs the injured Prince and flaps his wings blowing the Brolays away. He flies towards the Castle’s bell tower and places the Prince on a bed. A translucent force field surrounds the castle blocking all intruders from entering. As if the the castle’s grounds was in its own world.

In the chambers, lies the princess on a bed fit for a Queen. She lies face up, motionless and stoic. Her eyes open...