The Error has been summoned

11

As Zion continued his walk, the forest around him seemed to pulse with an energy that matched his own anticipation. Each step brought him closer to his destiny, a fact that was not lost on him. He had been expecting Sagittarius's arrival, his senses attuned to the subtle shifts in the world around him that signaled the demon king's approach.

"Sagittarius," Zion greeted calmly as the demon king materialized before him. His voice was steady, betraying none of the excitement that churned within him. "I've been expecting you."

Sagittarius regarded Zion with a knowing smile, his eyes alight with a glint of something unreadable. "I see you're as perceptive as ever," he remarked, his voice carrying a hint of admiration. "Are you ready for what lies ahead?"

Zion nodded, his expression resolute. "I am," he affirmed, his tone leaving no room for doubt. "I've been preparing for this moment."

Sagittarius's eyes gleamed with a mixture of pride and intrigue. "Good," he said, his voice filled with a quiet confidence. "The time has come for you to embrace your destiny. The fate of our worlds rests in your hands."

As Sagittarius's presence faded into the ether, Zion couldn't help but crack a wry smile. "You know, Sagittarius," he began, his tone light, "I'm not exactly used to wielding swords, bows, and magic in battle. Back in the mortal world, my weapons were money and influence."

Sagittarius chuckled softly at Zion's jest, a deep rumble that echoed through the air. "Ah, yes," he replied, his amusement evident. "A different kind of battlefield, but no less challenging."

Zion nodded thoughtfully, a hint of nostalgia tugging at the corners of his mind. "Indeed," he agreed, his voice tinged with a touch of longing. "But now, it seems I must adapt to a new way of fighting. I'll do whatever it takes to protect this world and its people."

As they continued their banter, Zion couldn't resist a playful jab. "You know, Sagittarius, if you told me you were the Demon King, I probably wouldn't believe you," he said with a grin.

Sagittarius chuckled at Zion's response, a deep, rich sound that seemed to reverberate through the forest. "Is that so?" he replied, his tone light and teasing. "Well, you might be surprised to learn that I am, in fact, the Demon King."

Zion raised an eyebrow, his playful skepticism evident. "You expect me to believe that?" he retorted, his eyes dancing with mirth.

Sagittarius shrugged, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "In a world where anything is possible," he replied cryptically, "perhaps my claim isn't as far-fetched as it seems."

The two shared a laugh at the lighthearted exchange before continuing on their journey, the conversation lingering in the air like a soft echo. The forest around them seemed to hum with the weight of their words, as if acknowledging the significance of the path that lay ahead.

The soft crunch of gravel beneath his boots provided a steady rhythm to his thoughts, a cadence that mirrored the steady beat of his heart. The world around him seemed to hold its breath, as if waiting for him to take the next step into the unknown.

Finally, as the first hints of dawn began to tinge the sky with a soft pink hue, the silhouette of the castle emerged from the darkness. Its towers stood tall and proud against the horizon, a beacon of hope in the quiet morning light.

As they reached the imposing front gate of the castle, Zion and Sagittarius were greeted by the sight of a vast gathering of soldiers. Thirty-one thousand strong, they stood in stoic silence, a formidable force ready to be deployed to the warfront.

Zion couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the sheer scale of the assembly. The castle loomed majestically behind them, its ancient stone walls a testament to centuries of history and conflict. The atmosphere was tense, charged with the anticipation of the impending battle.

Sagittarius surveyed the scene with a calm demeanor, his eyes flickering with a mixture of determination and resolve. "This is it," he said, his voice carrying a weight of solemnity. "The moment we've been preparing for."

Zion nodded in agreement, his gaze sweeping over the ranks of soldiers before him. Each one was a testament to the kingdom's strength and unity in the face of adversity.

As they made their way through the gates, the atmosphere shifted. The air crackled with a palpable sense of urgency as soldiers prepared for the journey ahead. The clinking of armor and the murmurs of conversation filled the air, creating a backdrop of organized chaos.

Zion and Sagittarius navigated through the throng, their steps purposeful and determined. They were greeted with nods of acknowledgment and silent well-wishes from their fellow soldiers, each one a silent reminder of the weight of their duty.

As they reached the heart of the courtyard, a commanding figure emerged from the castle, his presence exuding authority and command. It was the king, flanked by his advisors and generals, his expression grave yet resolute.

"Soldiers of the kingdom," the king's voice boomed, cutting through the din of the courtyard. "Today, we embark on a journey that will test our resolve and courage. We fight not for conquest, but for the safety and freedom of our people. Let us march forth with honor and bravery, for our kingdom and its future."

The king's words resonated with the assembled soldiers, their faces set in grim determination. Zion felt a surge of pride and determination swell within him. He was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, knowing that he fought not just for himself, but for the future of his world.

As the king finished his address, the courtyard erupted into a chorus of cheers and rallying cries. The soldiers raised their weapons high, a unified display of solidarity and determination.

Zion glanced at Sagittarius, their eyes meeting in silent understanding. Together, they joined the ranks of the soldiers, their hearts filled with a fierce resolve. The time for action had come, and they were ready to face whatever fate had in store for them.

"I'm not gonna die on that war," Sagittarius muttered, "You?" 

"Neither do I,"