Barry: Yeah! We can do this! Russle may be dead, but we can still win!
Josef: It seems as if that's the first sentence that you've ever said that doesn't contain any cuss words...good for you.
Barry: Right...let's go kill!
Wedge: **dull look**
The troops still do not know of Russle's death, so they continue fighting the same way they were. The Apoc & Hades' troops continue to fight until their miserables lives' death.
Barry: We cannot declare this battle won until we capture Ziegfried. But we do not have enough forces to find Ziegfried in all this mess.
?????: Never fear!
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Barry, Josef, and Wedge look towards the sound of the voice, and they see over by the horizon a group of soldiers riding on Chocobos. At the front is a Captain of some sort, and beside him is a small wizard.
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Sikito: We are the 57th Regiment of Nibelamsterdam!
Barry: Are you friend or foe?!
Captain: We are reinforcements for your side! Let's fight! This young wizard saved us after our airship crashed! His name is Sikito.
Josef: Thank you, Sikito. Now, let's find Ziegfried, and end this war!
All over the battle field there are large clumps of soldiers. These clumps combine to create large clumps. On one side of the plain is the Hades, and on the other side is the United Army. They charge at each other (Braveheart...except without the mooning.:p: ) They near each other...100 feet...50 feet...40...30...20...10...then...what?! The Hades and Apoc disappear! Our heroes are left with just themselves!
Wedge: Holy shmikies.
Barry: Where'd they go?!
Suddenly, the clouds split...to reveal a large head...Apocalypse! All of the United Troops fall to their knees with fear.
Apocalypse: Love this victory, because it shall be your last..hahahahaHaHaHaHaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...okay that's enough...HAHAHAHAHAHAHA...**cough,cough**
**cough, cough** I gotta quit smoking.
The clouds rejoin, concealing Apocalypse's face. The battle is won...for now. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!