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The room was suddenly filled with many couples. Two skeletons danced the longest, but they too disappeared, leaving Dimka and Anna to dance alone in the middle of the room. Then, noticing that no one else was dancing and that the ancient inhabitants of Hvlyandia were looking at them with suspicious curiosity, they stopped, embarrassed. King Arandor ordered them to continue the celebration, but a horn blew from somewhere outside, and Dimka and Anna became worried.
"Hvlyandia is under attack," the vampire gasped.
"Who dared?!" the Silver Duelist exclaimed, drawing his rapier.
"Probably trolls from the forest," Dimka suggested, checking his bowstring. "They often come here."
"Which forest?" the Wooden Cop wondered.
"The third one, counting from that mountain," the elf pointed out the window.
The old inhabitants exchanged glances, as if hesitant to express the desire that had arisen in each of them. King Rev looked at his indecisive subjects and spoke.
"My friends," he began, "Hvlyandia has changed a lot during our absence. Few remember us. But this is the Hvlyandia we know and love, and I am still the king! Forward, my loyal comrades, let us defend the Hvlyandians from the trolls from the third forest from the mountain! Sing a song!"
Anna and Dimka couldn't believe their luck.
- Sky - 20
- Ple-Sen - 7
- Mortulus - 4
- Siverfale - 8
- Killer Instincts - 13
- Drakkoska - 16
- Mismau Vise - 15
- Morning - 14
- Arandor - 10
- Vegtam - 7
- Don't panic! - 16
- Neira Drake - 18
Send in a song about war. Any song, from "the war is on, the holy war" to "a pompous elf pompously kills a pompous dragon with a pompous sword, blood, guts, and carnage." You have 24 hours, the contest is standard, I will shorten the deadlines a bit.
And the contest is going a bit slowly -_-