Koren unsheathed his sword, and quickly ran to the Grand Tree. The closer he got the more screams he heard, the more swords clanging. When he arrived he quickly noticed this was a bigger raid than before, at least fifty orcs in this raid aside from the usual twenty.

Koren quickly jumped into the air and slit the throat of one of the orcs. Another orc came from behind with an axe that must have weighed a hundred pounds. The atrocious monster attacked with the axe. The attack was slow and easy to dodge for the swift elf. Koren then had his chance to attack, but made a fatal flaw. He did not notice that another orc was coming from the right of him. Koren stabbed his sword in the stomach of the orc. He did not have enough muscle to pull the sword out. The other orc that was coming from the side had a club in his hand, and swung the club at Koren, almost knocking him unconscious. Being dizzy he slowly looked up at the massive orc. And suddenly a huge wind came and knocked the orc into a tree. Koren, thinking he was in a dream, fell backwards. And was slowly becoming unconscious. Then all the noise stopped. Suddenly only one voice… was heard.

Koren, your race will soon see much bloodshed. Three worlds will collide, and might will triumph. Your ancestors have seen your fate, and the Thrios will save the land of Mahta. Koren, your mind may be greater than you think.

Koren woke slowly. He heard voices coming from the room.

“He will surly die from hunger if he is not awakened,” a voice said.

“He will awake, don’t worry nurse,” another voice said. This one sounding familiar in some way.

Koren knew he was in the upper segment of the Grand Tree. He sat up before feeling the medicine on his body.

“Oh, your awake,” a nurse said.

“Did we win the battle?” Koren said.

“Yes, but more were injured than before, you being the worst” the nurse said.

“What happened?” Koren said.

“You were knocked to the ground after a wind came up, everyone was worried you might be dead,” the nurse spoke with a fear in her voice.

“Who was that in the room?” Koren asked.

“That was your father, Ken,” the nurse said sounding normal again.

“Oh, I see.” Koren said noticing his voice was starting to go away.

“Koren,” the nurse said sounding fearful again.

“Y…e…s….ma’am?” Koren said, barely able to speak.

“You should rest, the medicine on your body are herbs picked from the forest. You should be glad your alive.”

Koren lied back down, feeling no pain at all, and knew they must have given him some pain reliever. He started to think about his dream,

Koren, your race will soon see much bloodshed. Three worlds will collide, and might will triumph. Your ancestors have seen your fate, and the Thrios will save the land of Mahta. Koren, your mind may be greater than you think……he reapeated over and over again in his mind. How does this voice know my name? My race will see blood shed? Three worlds collide? Could this mean there is another race besides Orcs and Elves? And what is the Thrios? Whatever they are how could the save the whole land from this bloodshed?

After thinking this, he noticed that he was very hungry. Before he could do anything he fell back asleep. The voice came to him again.

All will be revealed Koren, in time…all will be revealed.