The two masses of people marched against each other over the rolling hills. Other people were running for cover, not wanting to get caught up in the spiritual war everyone had thought was a myth.

Good and evil.

The two forces were facing each other now. Everyone hushed. The leader of respective group stepped forward as a loud bang echoed simultaneously with a bright flash of lightning.

The two leaders circled each other as the masses behind them hissed. All eyes were focused on those two people.

The two leaders focused on each other. This was a war fought with strength of mind, no weapons. Who would break the other down first? The masses hushed again and focused on what was happening.

30 minutes later and one of the men fell. The winner beat the loser. Someone erupted from the crowd to run up to the winning leader.

"Shane, you made it!" Kian fell into Shane’s arms, enjoying the kiss that was on offer.

"Of course I did, fate wanted it that way."

"Yeah, but you’re great."

"So are you." They made their way towards their crowd. Shane smiled as he found Nicky and hugged him. "And, you’re great too. If it weren’t for you, things may have been ugly today."

Nicky smiled. "Thank you, my Lord."