Apollyon stumbles back onto the stone rails of her crumbling balcony with the sun slowly disapearing over the horizon, the Orochi had defeated her, "it's over. We will have peace," the Orochi sheathed his sword and turned to walk away. Apollyon chuckled upon hearing that word, "peace." Apollyon laughed causing the the People's Champion to halt and turn his attention to her once more.

"So... What happens now?" Apollyon asked trying to stand, but stumbles fourth and turns back to the horizon, "you all just. Go home?," she said and then with whatever little strength she had left threw her sword off the balcony.

Her sword landed right between the the Iron Legion Knights and the Dawn Empire Samurai now all finished with the Black Stone Legion, "you came into my home... And you brought your armies. What did you think would happen?" Apollyon watched the two armies as they were about to charge at one another finally her dreams had come true, her mission was accomplish. A age of wolves, But then the lead Warden and the lead Kensei lowed their weapons and walked towards each other and... Shook hands? "WHAT!?" Apollyon shouted in a mixture of shock and anger.

"Greetings friend," Kensei greeted then bowed.

"A pleasure to finally meet you all," the Warden welcomed and the two armies greeted one another, they laughed, and congratulated each other on their victory of taken Apollyon's fortress.

Behind her helmet Apollyon was grinding her teeth at the sight of them becoming friends, "YOU ALL ARE SUPPOSES TO KILL EACH OTHER! NOT BEFRIEND ONE ANOTHER!" Apollyon shouted from the top of her lungs, loud enough for the two armies to see how angry she is.

"HEY APOLLYON? PISS OFF!" one Knight shouted back making his friends cheer and laugh at her defeat.

"... COWARDS! ALL OF YOU ARE COWARDS! YOU'RE ALL NOTHING BUT SHEEP!" Apollyon yelled down, trying to scold them. Was all her effort to bring in a new age all for nothing. "I will not allow this plague to spread. To make my wolves weak! I WILL NOT ALLOW IT!" she cursed.

"You lost Apollyon," a voice called out to her and Apollyon recognized that tone the person used, she turned back and there stood the Lord Warden of the new Iron Legion along with two captains by his side, "your reign is over and you will face justice to what you've done," Apollyon gritted her teeth, their was a fire burning in her eyes, she wanted to kill him, she wanted to kill everyone that refuse to fight, but she had no strength left in her, she used the last of it throwing her sword away.

"How can you not fight each other? I pitted you against each other," Apollyon demanded speaking with venom in her words.

"We came here together as allies, to put an end to your game," the Orochi told her and the two captains grab hold of her arms and dragged her away and the Lord and Champion followed.

Down at the center of the two armies Holden, Ayu and the rest of their companions stood together united as the rest of their warriors celebrated on the successful siege, "it's finally over," Ayu proclaimed seeing the sight of friendships being made between the soldiers.

"This might be a new age of unity instead of wolves," Holden suggested gather looks from the others thinking he might be right.

Not to long after the Lord Warden and the People's Champion came to join them, but the crowd fell silent at the sight of Apollyon in chains. They all stared with disdain, with hatred. For a moment no one did anything until someone in the crowd threw a rotton tomato at her face, "MURDERER!" the person yelled and soon the crowd was in a frenzy.

"CUT OFF HER HEAD!" another cried.

"NO BURN HER!" someone else yelled out, everyone was crying out for blood. Apollyon smiled for a moment feeling that their still might be a chance to save her cause, but then Holden calmed the crowd down.

"SILENCES!" he yelled from the top of his lungs to bring back order to the crowd, "ENOUGH BLOOD HAS BEEN SHED ON THIS DAY!"

"The Lawbringer is right," Ayu stated, "we will not stoop to her level, this is what she wants."

"She will pay for her crimes," the Lord Warden announced, "we'll punish her with a faith worse than death. Strip her of her armor, straight to her gambeson," the Warden ordered his two captains. As the two captains approached Apollyon, she wanted to slice off their heads, she would rather die than to let them strip her from her honor than to bear this shame, they ripped off her gauntlets, they took off her shoulder guards, her chest plate, and last her helmet. They threw the last piece of her armor to the ground making a loud thud as it hit the floor and their stood Apollyon with nothing more than the cloth armor and her true self exposed.

Her face was worned from all those years of fighting, with wrinkles under her eyes, her skin looking pale in a sickly way along with her aging grey hair, "from this day forth you are no longer a warrior," the Warden continued, "you speak that we're wolves, but last I'd check wolves don't wage wars, wolves don't turn on each other, they look out for their pack. We might be the wolves you say we are, but you are a no wolf. You are a cockroach that thieves off the suffering of others, "the Warden stated to her, "bring me her sword," the Warden ordered and a soldier brought Apollyon's sword that she threw off the balcony.

The Warden took the sword, placed it onto the ground and then backed away, "Okuma," the Orochi called to his friend the Shugoki lumbered his way up to the sword. He hefted his kanabo over his shoulder and with all his might slammed his club onto the ground, shattering the blade into pieces. Apollyon couldn't stand it everything she worked for was torn down, but this wasn't over. Not yet, for the Vikings had just arrived.

They bursts through the gates of Apollyon's castle looking for her even if it meant killing anyone who got in their way, "the Warborn have broken through the gates," one soldier stated to his lord.

"HAHAHAHA!" Apollyon luaghed, "now you all must fight if you wanna make it out alive."

"What should we do?" Momiji asked seeing the Vikings flooding into the fortress.

"I have an idea," the Warden spoke up, "follow me,"

The Vikings tore open doors, broken through windows in their searching for plunder, but mostly Apollyon, "WHERE IS SHE!?" the Raider roared, "we will not rest til I have her head!"

"She has to be around here somewhere," Helvar spoke out.

"We'll find her," the Raider told his Berserker friend.

The Warborn Clan were about to start burning the whole fortress down in their efforts to find the warlord Apollyon, but was stopped by a single Warden, "STOOOOOOP!" he cried out, "you don't have to do this."

The Vikings halted seeing the lone Warden trying to reason with them, "and what make you think we'll just stop?" the Raider questioned him coming up infront of his people.

The Lord Warden looked into the Viking hoard, almost all of them made the same expression, "... Look, I see that we're all tired, hungry, and we all just wanna go back home to our families," he stated to them and the Warborn soldiers could admit to that. They all just wanna go home, "so how about we make a deal. If I hand Apollyon over to you, would you go peacefully?" the Warden offered.

The Raider looked around him, particularly his people seeing their tired, homesick expressions, "... Deal," the Raider accepted the Warden's offer.

"Bring her out," the Warden called out to Stone and Holden bringing out Apollyon as she struggled to get lose.

"Let go of me!" she cursed at them, "you used to serve me Holden," she reminded to the Lawbringer

"Yeah, I "used" to," Holden reminded back.

The two Knights threw Apollyon to the ground, Stigandr and Helvar picked up Apollyon off the dirt, "Thank you for the present," the Raider proclaimed, "we'll be going now."

"Raider?" the Warden called out to the Viking leader, "maybe we should talk about settling peace between us sometimes," he suggested.

The Raider thought for a moment thinking maybe he should take it under consideration, "I'll think about," and the Raider and his clan walked away with Apollyon screaming at them to let them go. The Vikings trekked down the road back to the north, the further they went the more Apollyon's screams faded away until the sight of them and her cries were gone.

The two armies that remained in the Black Stone castle celebrate as the Warborn Clan headed back home, they have avoided a war that might've pushed them to the edge of extinction. They can now rebuild what they've lost. Peace is finally here.