Dracule pause for a few seconds as this little man and his craze man rush toward him; ''I need a man like that in my ranks, a pitty he chose the losing side.'' Enough waiting, the coming army was as slow as tortoise in his eyes. But how can he let those who defy him breath, Dracule couldn't wait, his blood boils, that man words vanished from his thought. He pulled out his silver sword, Excalibur and greeted the enemies blows with his own, his soldiers rushed out from behind, they pulled out their weapons, from sword to spears.

The enemy was brave, carrying not iron or any metal on them, relying only on sharpened stone weapons against Dracule and his elite cavalry. This will be not a war, Dracule thought,'' It's not so much a war as a massacre,''

Dracule is like a tiger that is surrounded by a flock of sheep, wielding Excalibur, easily slaughtering these elite soldiers. Just halfway through the massacre, there was a roaring sound behind him, the earth trembling, and the deafening sound makes the warhorses under his soldier feet tremble. Dracule suddenly had a bad hunch, he shouted to the heavens "What in tarnation is going on?", but unfortunately his man didn't know what was going on.

Not waiting for Dracule to find out for himself, the surrounding peaks suddenly lit up with a large number of torches, it was so many, that it could be compared to the stars. At this time, one of his scouts returned promptly: "Your Majesty, the road we came in was blocked by giant boulders, there no easy way out."

"Hmm, withdraw from battle man!" Dracule shouted indifferent he was unmoved, he rushed on his horse's and came to the valley entrance. Sure enough, it was as the scout said, the valley entrance was blocked by boulders, and the valley became a prison.

"Spread out, look for other exits." Dracule roared, his calm no more, the premonition he had early was slowly creeping in. The bad feeling grew stronger and stronger. Before he could find another exit, a large amount of liquid poured down the hill, the pungent smell shrouded the area and soon filled the valley.

"It's oil!" Some soldiers screamed, the smart one could tell something bad was coming.

"Run man, to a place the oil will not reach you." Dracule reacted quickly, he jump off the horse, seeing a sizeable indent in the hills, he hid. His soldiers, too, leaped off their horses and hide in places where oil could not be poured.

Dracule action gave his man an example to followed, he had just escaped under the rocks as the oil continued to fall from the mountain. The oil was soon lit, fire rising from the distance, the twilight of the valley was no more, as it was now bright as day. In the face of the power of fire, Drcaule with his mighty body will still be burned, now he can only hide behind these stones as a way to weather throughout this storm of fury, and pray that the flame does not cook him to a crisp.