*Aztecs charge down the hill in their style of no particular formation, shields in hand, spears jutting forward, headdresses flowing in the wind*
OOC: Hey, how are you still controlling the Highland Battlers if you’re now a Forestman?
*The Forestmen fire arrows upon the Aztecs.*
OOC: Well can you think of a reason they would suddenly disappear?
*Aztecs block with their shields and start throwing spears and firing arrows*
OOC: IDK, maybe they rejected you as their leader strictly for the reason that you are now an outcast to them and they walk back to their everyday lives so as to not hurt themselves in a war for somebody that they used to know?
OOC: Well can you think of a reason they would suddenly disappear?
*Aztecs block with their shields and start throwing spears and firing arrows*
OOC: IDK, maybe they rejected you as their leader strictly for the reason that you are now an outcast to them and they walk back to their everyday lives so as to not hurt themselves in a war for somebody that they used to know?
*The Forestmen move out of range before blotting out the sun with their arrows.*
OOC: Just pretend they’re still there and have some reason to fight the Aztecs.
*Darbik dodges and swipes at Sir Baton’s legs. When the walkie-talkie Knight is about to reveal key information, a Viking throws his axe at his head.*
*Sir Baton's armor is not dented by the axe blade. Sir Baton stomps on the axe and swings at Darbik. A knight in the crowd throws his shield, and the axe lodges in it. He continues fighting Vikings with his gauntlet and a sword, alternately punching and swinging. The walkie-talkie knight finishes reporting.* "Hmm, it seems you were not fast enough. Now i shall have the pleasure of bringing you to the Emperor."
*Darbik dodges and stabs at the head. Another Viking shouts to the walkie-talkie knight.* You really are gullible, aren’t you?
*Aztecs block with their shields and start throwing spears and firing arrows*
OOC: IDK, maybe they rejected you as their leader strictly for the reason that you are now an outcast to them and they walk back to their everyday lives so as to not hurt themselves in a war for somebody that they used to know?
*The Forestmen move out of range before blotting out the sun with their arrows.*
OOC: Just pretend they’re still there and have some reason to fight the Aztecs.
*many Aztecs fall, but they're replaced by more warriors flowing over the hill down towards the Forestmen*
OOC: Ugh fine.
*A group of Aztecs branch off and pummel through some Highland Battlers*
*Sir Baton's armor is not dented by the axe blade. Sir Baton stomps on the axe and swings at Darbik. A knight in the crowd throws his shield, and the axe lodges in it. He continues fighting Vikings with his gauntlet and a sword, alternately punching and swinging. The walkie-talkie knight finishes reporting.* "Hmm, it seems you were not fast enough. Now i shall have the pleasure of bringing you to the Emperor."
*Darbik dodges and stabs at the head. Another Viking shouts to the walkie-talkie knight.* You really are gullible, aren’t you?
By the way, Sir Baton has been the only speaking knight so far. He said the last thing to Darbik. "How many axes do you have?" *Sir Baton cuts the handle with his sword and bashes the blade away with his shield.*
*Darbik dodges and stabs at the head. Another Viking shouts to the walkie-talkie knight.* You really are gullible, aren’t you?
By the way, Sir Baton has been the only speaking knight so far. He said the last thing to Darbik. "How many axes do you have?" *Sir Baton cuts the handle with his sword and bashes the blade away with his shield.*
*Darbik pulls out a sword and assumes a battle stance.*
*A Viking walks to the scene, and he is carrying a pistol. You aren't sure if it's a water gun*
*The other Viking’s call him.* Hey! Come join us! We’re going to destroy the Knight Empire!
*He lifts up his helmet, revealing to be Henny4315.* Hello, my dear acquaintances! Last I heard of a Knight, me and my family were speaking with an old tongue! These creatures still roam this fine planet?
Last I heard of a Knight, me and my family were speaking with an old tongue! 
These creatures still roam this fine planet?