But the war between the Dragon tribe and Bug tribe showed no signs of stopping.
Relentless destruction spread further into the Sand territory, and Lord Dune - exhausted but resolute - realized there was only one option left: gather allies.
He knew exactly where to start - the Aqua tribe.
Dune sent a direct message to Queen Veyra - the ruler of the peaceful faction of the Aqua tribe and Kairo's sister - explaining the severity of the situation.
The next day, Queen Veyra arrived at the borders of the battlefield with a force of Aqua soldiers.
They unleashed their elemental water powers - dousing dragon fire whenever it threatened to spread further into the Sand districts.
They conjured water barriers to push back the swarm of bugs, creating temporary shields to prevent the infestation from creeping closer to Sand territories.
But even with the Aqua tribe's strength, the battlefield was a chaotic inferno - dragon blasts clashing against bug swarms - and the combined efforts of the Sand and Aqua tribes barely made a dent in the war.
Dune and Veyra both realized one harsh truth - this wasn't enough.
They needed more than two tribes to stop Hax and Mystra.
So, Queen Veyra made a bold move - using the Aqua tribe's water broadcast system, she sent out a desperate message to every tribe across the planet:
"To all tribes, the battle between the Dragon and Bug tribes threatens to destroy the Sand territories and the neutral districts. We call upon those willing to stand for balance and stop this war before it devours everything in its path. Join us."
The message rippled across the world like a wave - reaching every elemental tribe, both good and evil.
Far away:
Prince Arson and Princess Sylvia received the broadcast.
Arson, ever the conqueror, was indifferent at first - but Sylvia pressed him. She reminded him that this battle wasn't just about stopping a war - it was about his reputation.
"If you ignore this, Arson, they'll see you as a coward - the so-called Conqueror too afraid to stand against dragons."
Arson's pride flared at the suggestion.
"I fear no dragon," he growled. "Fine. Let's put them in their place."
Though Arson's motives were fueled by pride, Sylvia's goal was clear - she'd keep him in check, ensuring this wasn't about dominance, but about stopping the destruction.
In the Aquatic frozen regions:
Glacius and Peggy also received the broadcast.
Glacius, as cold as ever, didn't immediately react - his only focus had always been extending his territory.
But Peggy knew how to push his buttons.
"What better way to expand your name, Glacius?" she teased. "Imagine - the Ice Demon who tamed both dragons and bugs. Don't you want to show them what real power is?"
Glacius's icy glare thawed into a slight smirk.
"Fine," he said. "Let's freeze their war and bring peace."
Though his intentions leaned toward asserting dominance and representing his version of peace, Peggy's mission was clear - protect the innocent and prevent Glacius from going too far.
Not everyone who heard the broadcast came with noble intentions.
Some tribes - hearing the news - saw this war as entertainment or opportunity:
The Thunder tribe took the chance to reveal to everyone about there powers.
The Poison tribe relished the idea of spreading their toxins amidst the chaos, feeding off the destruction.
And so, allies and enemies alike began converging on the battlefield - not to side with the Dragons or Bugs, but to either stop the war or exploit it.
By the time Arson, Sylvia, Glacius, and Peggy arrived in the Sand territory - joined by both allies and opportunistic enemies - the battlefield had become even more chaotic:
The Dragon and Bug tribes continued their war, oblivious to the growing crowd of elemental tribes gathering at the edges of the battlefield.
Dune and Queen Veyra stood together, preparing to rally this makeshift alliance.
But one thing was certain - stopping two unstoppable forces wasn't going to be as simple as gathering an army.
The question wasn't whether they could fight - it was whether they could convince Hax and Mystra to stand down - and that might be even harder than winning a battle.
The tension in the Sand territory thickened like a storm cloud as the final days of preparation drew to a close. Tribes from across the planet - both allies and opportunists - had gathered, creating an uneasy but powerful force standing at the edge of the ongoing war between the Dragon tribe and Bug tribe.
Dune stood tall, his sand-colored robes shifting lightly in the desert wind. Beside him, the four heroes - Arson, Sylvia, Glacius, and Peggy - formed a united front, though their individual motives still simmered beneath the surface.
Before they could proceed, Dune - with a rare softness in his voice - asked the question that had clearly been weighing on him:
"What about Kairo and my daughter, Yuki?"
Sylvia, with a reassuring smile, answered:
"They are safe, Lord Dune. Traveling across the planet, far from any war - exploring, as Yuki wished."
Dune exhaled a breath of relief. Though his heart still ached from parting with Yuki, knowing she was free - away from both the cruelty of the Sand tribe and the chaotic wars - was a small comfort.
He then revealed something that surprised the heroes.
"After that day - when you all launched your combined attack on me - I never revealed your names. I classified the attack as an 'unknown force' so no one would hunt you down."
They exchanged silent glances. Dune, despite his strict loyalty to his tribe's harsh rules, had protected them from potential retaliation.
But the time for personal reflection was short-lived.
Dune's tone grew firm:
"The situation now is far more dangerous. I will allow both creators and destroyers to openly participate in this battle."
The four heroes nodded - their contrasting roles as conquerors and protectors were no longer a secret.
As they prepared to move forward, two new forces emerged on the horizon.
The first was the Poison tribe - a collective formed by betrayers from various tribes:
Nature
Sand
Magma
Aqua
Ice
Fairy
All with one thing in common - their mastery of poison.
Leading them was a sharp-eyed, cunning figure cloaked in dark purple robes, carrying a bottle containing poison
Peggy's eyes widened in shock as she recognized him.
"Wine...?" she whispered.
Wine smirked and approached her, giving a casual greeting. But as he leaned closer, his words carried a chilling weight:
"Just because I was born a fairy doesn't mean I serve their foolish ideals."
Peggy's heart sank. Though they shared blood, Wine had renounced the Fairy tribe - forming the Poison tribe with those who had betrayed their own homes for a single purpose: domination.
The sight of former nature wielders dripping with venom, ice users radiating toxic cold, and magma wielders whose flames sizzled with poison showed how dangerous this faction truly was.
The second force appeared like a sudden storm - the Thunder tribe.
Their new leader, Raiken, stood at the forefront, his very presence crackling with raw energy. His orange hair seemed to spark with static as his thunderclad soldiers lined up behind him.
Raiken's voice boomed:
"Since I became leader of the Thunder tribe, I swore to show the world just how dangerous we truly are!"
His ambition was clear - like lightning, he intended to strike fast and leave destruction in his wake.
A third tribe emerged next - the Metal tribe.
Their leader, simply named Metal, was a towering figure clad head to toe in sleek, mechanical armor. His soldiers carried advanced weaponry forged from rare metals - a stark contrast to the elemental-based powers of the other tribes.
Arson and Sylvia exchanged a glance - they both recognized this tribe.
"We met one of their generals - Hard - during our early journey," Arson muttered. "They aren't aligned with good or evil... just power and technology."
The Metal tribe didn't rely on elements - their strength lay in their machines, weapons, and tactical prowess. Their neutrality made them unpredictable.
"We came to show the strength of advanced technology," Metal declared, his voice robotic and cold.
In addition to these new arrivals, Queen Veyra and her Aqua soldiers stood ready - their water-based attacks poised to contain both fire and infestation.
But perhaps the most surprising reinforcement came from an unexpected source - members of the four heroes' respective tribes after they heard Veyra's broadcast.
Magma soldiers from Arson's territory, answering their prince's unspoken call.
Nature warriors who followed Sylvia, inspired by her balance of restoration and strength.
Ice demons loyal to Glacius, their icy powers a stark contrast to the burning desert.
Fairies from Peggy's tribe, standing in silent defiance of Wine and his betrayal.
Though these factions were often at odds, they now stood together - if only for this one cause.
Dune gathered the leaders and heroes.
"Our first move is not to fight," Dune said. "We will negotiate. If Hax and Mystra refuse to stop, then we have no choice but to battle them both."
There was a tense silence - none of them truly believed the Dragon King or Bug Queen would back down.
But they all agreed - diplomacy was the first move... and war would be the last.
Together - Arson, Sylvia, Glacius, Peggy, Dune,Veyra, Raiken, Wine, and Metal led their combined forces onto the battlefield.
Peggy's eyes widened in shock as she recognized him.
"Wine...?" she whispered.
Wine smirked and approached her, giving a casual greeting. But as he leaned closer, his words carried a chilling weight:
"Just because I was born a fairy doesn't mean I serve their foolish ideals."
Peggy's heart sank. Though they shared blood, Wine had renounced the Fairy tribe - forming the Poison tribe with those who had betrayed their own homes for a single purpose: domination.
The sight of former nature wielders dripping with venom, ice users radiating toxic cold, and magma wielders whose flames sizzled with poison showed how dangerous this faction truly was.
The second force appeared like a sudden storm - the Thunder tribe.
Their new leader, Raiken, stood at the forefront, his very presence crackling with raw energy. His orange hair seemed to spark with static as his thunderclad soldiers lined up behind him.
Raiken's voice boomed:
"Since I became leader of the Thunder tribe, I swore to show the world just how dangerous we truly are!"
His ambition was clear - like lightning, he intended to strike fast and leave destruction in his wake.
A third tribe emerged next - the Metal tribe.
Their leader, simply named Metal, was a towering figure clad head to toe in sleek, mechanical armor. His soldiers carried advanced weaponry forged from rare metals - a stark contrast to the elemental-based powers of the other tribes.
Arson and Sylvia exchanged a glance - they both recognized this tribe.
"We met one of their generals - Hard - during our early journey," Arson muttered. "They aren't aligned with good or evil... just power and technology."
The Metal tribe didn't rely on elements - their strength lay in their machines, weapons, and tactical prowess. Their neutrality made them unpredictable.
"We came to show the strength of advanced technology," Metal declared, his voice robotic and cold.
In addition to these new arrivals, Queen Veyra and her Aqua soldiers stood ready - their water-based attacks poised to contain both fire and infestation.
But perhaps the most surprising reinforcement came from an unexpected source - members of the four heroes' respective tribes after they heard Veyra's broadcast.
Magma soldiers from Arson's territory, answering their prince's unspoken call.
Nature warriors who followed Sylvia, inspired by her balance of restoration and strength.
Ice demons loyal to Glacius, their icy powers a stark contrast to the burning desert.
Fairies from Peggy's tribe, standing in silent defiance of Wine and his betrayal.
Though these factions were often at odds, they now stood together - if only for this one cause.
Dune gathered the leaders and heroes.
"Our first move is not to fight," Dune said. "We will negotiate. If Hax and Mystra refuse to stop, then we have no choice but to battle them both."
There was a tense silence - none of them truly believed the Dragon King or Bug Queen would back down.
But they all agreed - diplomacy was the first move... and war would be the last.
Together - Arson, Sylvia, Glacius, Peggy, Dune,Veyra, Raiken, Wine, and Metal led their combined forces onto the battlefield.