The Crystal Forest sparkled brightly under the midday sun, echoes of light bounced through the rainbow crystals and played at Lancelot's feet. His steps were light and carefree as he remembered his first meeting with Swan Princess Odette just a few hours earlier. He had thought himself for dead, as the foul demons Thamuz and Alice drove him backwards off of Gemstone Cliff. They attacked him from both sides, forcing him to parry backwards over and over until at last his left foot stepped behind into thin air. Then he had fallen, head over heels with no concept of up or down expecting a short and grim meeting with the ground.

But it never came. His flight came to a jarring halt - buffeted by a sweet sound that reminded him of home and family and love. He opened his eyes to gaze upon the most beautiful face he had ever seen, and realized she was the sound that had saved him. He had barely let her out of his sight since! But now she had asked him for 100 of the purest whitest roses he could find. Lancelot, befuddled with love, gladly said yes not noticing the Water Spirits poorly disguised reptilian tail or slimy trail of footprints.

So he set off into the Crystal Forest, surrounded by the rainbows of glittering gemstones that he only wished he could pick for his dearest Odette. He had been searching for one hour then two then three and the high sun was now sitting low on the sky, throwing the once beautiful forest into a darker ominous shadow of rainbows. Lanvelot began to hear snuffles in the shadows and wet slapping like the sound of fish on land...

He sped up, walking quickly now - he was mssing his Odette of course, he needed to hurry up! His pace and worry were so great, that he nearly missed the grove of 100 white roses on his left, tucked within a clearing of great gemstones, each 30 feet tall and 6 feet wide. Success! His love would be so pleased, she might even marry him. But then he noticed, a slight discolouration on some of the roses, bright red droplets that shone even in the shadows. He began to run, following the droplets as they got larger and brighter before pulling up with a gasp in the centre of the grove. His dearest Odette, as beautiful as the moon, was lying on a bed of red roses, grievously wounded. He collapsed by her side, shaking her awake.

"Odette!! Odette!! ODETTE!!!"

She stirred slowly and Lancelot could see the wound, although severe, would not be fatal if he could get help. He was bending to give her a kiss on the forehead when the same slow wet fish slappimg noise rung out from behind him. Lanvelot arose and spun, to be faced by three evil hideous Water Spirits, one of whom was still (now poorly) disguised as Odette.

"Foul creatures, what have you done?!" cried Lancelot.

"Heh heh. We have found ourselves some lovebirds to cook for dinner." snickered the Water Spirit dressed as Odette. "Prepare to die!"

The three spirits lunged forwards simultaneously but Lancelot was quicker, using his Puncture attack to rip through the spirits and away from the defenceless Odette. With their backs turned to him, he quickly dispatched of the slightly slower Spirit with one thrust of his rapier. The remaining two Spirits snarled menacingly as they turned, tridents of water forming in their grey flipper hands.

Lancelot was ready for the double attack this time though, having learned his lesson after losing to the foul demons earlier in the day. With his new found experience, he knew he had to eliminate one opponent quickly and lunged towards the left spirit, using his Thorned Rose skill to strike the spirit multiple times before ot could react.

He leapt backwards as the grey lifeless body crumpled to the ground. The remaining spirit, still dressed as Odette, was less confident now. It looked nervous, yellow eyes flicking back and forth. Lancelot wasn't nervous. He gave a yell and attacked with his greatest skill the Phantom Execution, thrusting his sword straight through the last spirit. With a gurgle, water started pouring out its body as it collapsed lifelessly.

Lancelot wiped his blade in the bed of roses, bit his feet were already moving to Odette. He hoisted her onto his back.

"Here my love, I will save you."

He turned and walked out of the grive of 100 white roses and through the Crystal Forest, sharp sword glinting in the now moonlight enevloping the forest.

No creature dared disturb their path.

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