This drawing is a "historical representation" of a certain chapter in my story.

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This the illustrates the final battle of Remnant's Great War in my story

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Historical records of Remnant

End of the Great War

Salem's Defeat

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Historical File declassified:



The following information is a culmination from several eye witnesses and the Star Knights involved in the Battle of the Last Alliance.



Isildur Numenor, the Star Knight of Mantel, advanced toward Salem, using his wings to move him forward at incredible speed, and clashed blades with the witch. He swung for her head, she blocked. She swung for his body, he dodged. They almost looked evenly matched, until she unleashed a massive blast of dark magic and knocked him off his feet.

Isildur lost his sword when he fell, landing almost a mile away from where he was launched. When he looked up he quickly found himself in the path of a shadow blade. He moved out of the way of Salem’s sword as she tried to stab him while he was on the ground. She repeatedly plunged her sword into the ground, trying to stab him. Isildur had no time to get back up, only to roll over and away from any sword stroke Salem through at him. Just when she had him cornered, Joan Arc and Henry Smith both jumped in and blocked Salem’s blade their own.

The two were both pushing as hard as they physically could, but it came to no avail, Salem was too strong. Even with their aura’s being poured into their limbs and muscles; they were both being overpowered by the Dark Queen.

At the same time, Themistocles Nikos tried to stab Salem in the back, but was blasted in the face by a shadow that originated form Salem’s kimono.

Salem pushed down on Joan and Henry with ease. “Isildur, if you’re going to do something, do it NOW!” Joan shouted as she felt her strength, and Henry’s fail them both. Isildur saw that as Salem was pushing her sword down on them, her ring was glowing.

That could be the source of her power! the knight thought. He quickly rolled out from behind Joan. There he spread his wings, and flew as fast as he could to his sword.

Salem saw Isildur leap out from behind Joan; first she removed her sword form Joan’s shield, then she blasted Joan with the same kind of shadows she hit Themistocles with, and then flew straight for Isildur.

Isildur grabbed the sword and spun around to Salem, right when she was about to swing her blade downward to slice him in half. Isildur swung his blade and cut her right arm off.

The moment the blade cut through her wrist, it shattered like glass, leaving behind a short broken blade and its gold hilt.

Salem’s eyes grew wide as she saw her hand fly from her arm. She was about to reach for it on the ground, but was stopped when Isildur stabbed her through the chest with what remained of his sword.

The broken blade stabbed Salem through her heart, her eyes widened like saucers as she felt the blade rip apart her insides. She backed away from him, removing the sword form her chest in the process. Then her body began to glow in a pure white light, her eyes started to shine, her mouth shined as she screamed. And in an instant, a massive blast of pure white light and a shockwave strong enough to knock every single soldier, Orc and Grimm on their back.