After they got sucked into the portal, the Hylian knights found themselves in an odd world with orcs and goblins instead of Bokoblins, Ura-Kai instead of moblins, trolls instead of boss bokos, and giants instead of Hinox. As they ventured Eastward, they found what appeared to be a huge fortress. Girron slowly knocked on the huge wooden door in the wall surrounding the fort. After a moment, a the door began to open. Girron half expected to be greeted by a huge zonia, but instead, he was welcomed in by a short dwarf, which surprised almost everyone. The dwarf brought the knights in to a large dining hall where, he answered their questions and explained the kingdoms of the elves, dwarves, zonia, and orcs, and how the dwarves were at war with the northern orcs and Ura-Kai. Girron asked how to get back to Hyrule. The dwarf said that if anyone knew how to travel through realms, it’s the zonia. And then all of a sudden, they heard what the dwarf recognized a the scream of orcs. “We’re under attack!” the dwarf shouted. Then Girron left the hall to see an army of hideous orcs in thick armor, and a legion of long-bearded dwarves armed with heavy axes and strong bows. “Defend the fort!” Girron shouted as he took out his royal claymore. After about five minutes of shooting orcs, the dwarves and knights thought they were going to win the battle… until a large Ura-Kai in obsidian armor ran toward the fort holding a lit bomb. He chucked the explosive against the fort, making a massive whole in the wall for the rest of the orcs to run through. Then the real war started. Girron led the Hylian knights into battle, smashing apart orcish armor as he ran. The battle went on for hours. After half a day, all hope seemed lost… until a tall, robbed zonia came along. “I’m sorry I’m late” he said. He focused all his power into one massive blast of energy that knocked out almost all the orcs. Then, a huge, muscular orc jumped out of a whole in the ground. He was wearing thick and heavy armor made of gold and obsidian. On his head, he wore a large, golden, rube-in-crested crown that appeared to be a repurposed helmet. He had large scars and scabs covering his arms, signs of an ancient war he took part in “I am the king of orcs” he cried “No one can stand in my way!” Then, he chucked a massive battle-axe at the tall zonia, knocking him out. The Orc King began to laugh a loud, terrible laugh. As he laughed, Girron slowly crept up behind him. Girron was only a few feet away from him when the Orc King spun around and quickly drew two sword from his back, but it was to late. Girron slammed his royal claymore hard into the orc’s back, making him fall forward. The Orc King jumped back up, slashing his dou-swords viciously, and gravely wounding Girron. Then, the knight made for a jump-strike, which the Orc King poorly blocked, cutting through the orcish crown, killing him. P.S. part three is out.
