[B] (A collab between Sing and Muse) [/B]
The sound of Avanid’s voice slowly pulled Lathunis back to reality. She was silent still for a few seconds as she gathered her composure but one word echoed through her head: army. Lathunis was not typically one for revenge, but the eyes had slightly changed her. She wanted to destroy the people who had destroyed her father. She was not particularly interested in taking up the throne after he left, but she wanted those damned gods who had betrayed him annihilated. First on her list was that god who had dared to defile the dead god king’s city. 

Lathunis watched as Avanid ascends and quickly changes herself, she fell to her knees as her body sprouted feathers all over, her face melting outward into a hooked beak like a hawk. She shrunk and her arms spread out into wings, her feet turned into three toed talons. The eyes of her father slowly shifted into the yellow eyes of a hawk as well. With a hard flap of her wings she shot off the ground keeping up easily with the smaller raven ahead of her. The wind blew quickly past the pair as they flew over Lake Miphas. At first Lathunis would likely be thinking that Avanid was leading her nowhere, but quickly out of the fog an island appeared that normally wasn't there - it was only with the use of Aroesus eyes that Lathunis could have ever seen it.

The wind whipped past Avanid as she pulled her wings in tightly, taking a dive towards the island. The feeling was exhilarating the plummet, the drop in elevation to the sand covered beach below where what seemed to be men fought ferociously with each other. Upon closer inspection, one would notice that the men were not men at all, but the souls of men made immortal by their honorable deaths in battle. Lathunis realized this was where Avanid had been taken those souls all along. She landed upon a rock and quickly changed back into her goddess form. Standing among all the warriors, she raised her hands. "All of you gather around! The day has come when you are called to battle! To meet your leader! The one who will command where your blades go! The one who will call orders for you to bring death to those who stand against our Divine might!" She turned to face Lathunis once she landed and takes a deep breath. "My Lady... These men are yours to command… They are years of heroes who have fallen in battle. Only the most courageous are brought to live here. And they will die and kill at your beck and call." Lathunis nodded at Avanid, in awe of the men before her.

"Men!" she cried. "A shameless god marches upon the city of your fallen commander. He poisons the memory of Aroseus and attempts to selfishly gain power. I cannot accept this!" She paused, gazing out over the men who now stood in silence, staring at her. Her eyes moved across the crowd, taking in the look of each of the army of Fallen Men. "I am heading to Caesilinius tonight. If any of you want to join me, you are welcome!" The silence of the crowd was quickly forgotten as a cheer erupted. Lathunis hands shot straight up above her head and the torches all along the beach burned brighter than ever. The army before her silenced as words flowed from her lips once more. "March men! March! We will overtake that blasphemous god and reclaim Caesilinius in the name of my father! Those vampires that fight for him have are not men. They are lesser. They do not feel. They do not love. They feel loyalty to their creator and lust for blood. But do they know the love of a brother or sister or mother or father? Do they remember the feeling in one's chest when one's loved one dies? We are the greater warriors! We have passion! We will succeed!"

Avanid watched Lathunis, in awe of the way she was able to work these men into a fury of battle lust, and swords clashing against shields. Avanid decided though that it was time for her to step in. "Men! Through the lake! We will march from beneath the waves into the harbor of Caesilinius!" Avanid leapt off the rock, turning into a raven, and flew over the heads of the men and women that stood on the beach. She flew fast and hard out over the lake. The warriors that embraced Lathunis as their new leader followed quickly after running into the water of the lake and marching beneath it. Lathunis reformed into a hawk, jumping as she transformed, jumping becoming flight. Her wings spread wide as she glided to fly by Avanid's side. Beneath the water the two goddesses could see line after line of Marching heroes. Avanid looked to Lathunis and then back forward, if it had been possible to smile as a raven she would have been.

The goddesses and the men travelled the long distance quickly, covering leagues in mere minutes. They soon arrived at the harbor of Caesilinius, the moonlight reflecting off of the windows of the nearby buildings. The harbor was an abandoned sight, people having fled into the inner city during the fight. The vampires could be heard near the center of the city "celebrating" their victory, feasting on the innocent lower class survivors. Lathunis smiled; the scum was un-expecting of her armies nearing approach. It was a glorious sight as her army marched out from underwater in four by four squares. Her army was not the biggest, but the men were no ordinary men. Each man was worth five mortal men, stronger than the average vampire, and on the same level as one of the more ancient of the undead. Avanid and Lathunis landed on the beach to the left of where the men arose from the depths of the sea. Avanid quickly changed into her battle clothes, fur and iron enveloping her body. Her shoulder gaurd, all edges and iron, connected to two breasts plates. A fur skirt protected her bottom with slits to prevent movement restriction. She wielded a large falchion, that would have been unbearable to any mortal, easily in one hand. She looked over the beach and then back at Lathunis as she began to change forms as well. Lathunis stood proud in the full glory of her armor. She wore a pleated leather skirt and a bronze breastplate. Both were gilded with gold, swirling patterns. In her hand was a broadsword that shone like a star which had a bright blue gem in the center of its hilt. Lathunis held her helmet under arm, smiling. Avanid was impressed with her friend's weapons and armor a smile coming across her lips having never expected this from the Goddess she would call Queen. Avanid brought her sword up and pointed towards the city. "Shield wall!" The Immortal, but not invincible warriors quickly gathered into a large grouping bringing shields around so that they were almost completely concealed from view. Avanid's head turned and yelled as loudly as she could her normally serene face awash with the lust for battle, her eyes wide and almost seeming to glow red, spittle flew from her lips, and it almost seemed as if thunder was cracking all around them. "We march to war!"