"I won't let you die, I promise. " Kalus said sobbing. He began to rack his brain, desperately thinking of a way to save her. He knew for sure that he couldn't have leapt that high into the air without the help of the throbbing mark. If the mark could aid him in achieving a stunt like that, it should be able to save her in one way or the other. Although he doubts if it will ever work on his own accord, he's still willing to try. He gently laid Cathiana on the grass, removing the knife plunged into her heart and press down on the wound to stop the bleeding while he closed his eyes in agitation. "Heal! Heal !!" He muttered, frustration building as he tried to channel the mark on his wrist to work in his favour. "Shit !!" He cursed slamming his bloody palm on the grass beside her. "Why on earth is it not working? Focus! Kalus focus !" He rasp trying harder. Slowly, a sense of comfort washed over him, and his soul transcended to a serene realm surrounded by tranquil waters.

After Princess Girl had been assigned the task of constructing a new carriage, one that was big enough to accommodate three people, to General Bale, she went ahead to clean the wounded body herself with brewed juniper tea. Leaving Jenny with the responsibility of sanitising a small space inside and outside the tent with sage incense. After that, Jenny began to prepare a soft spot where the body was going to be laid. Princess Lirl, on the other hand, disappeared out of the tent briefly and appeared minutes later alongside General Bale and a box. "What do you need me to do?" General Bale asked, dusting his thigh. Princess Lirl's behaviour had somewhat changed towards him right after he agreed to help her. As to what her motive is, it's just a matter of time before he figures it out. "I need you to move the body to the bed here" Princess Lirl answered his question, tucking the strands dangling before her sweaty forehead behind her ears as she opened the box, revealing all sizes

Previously, on Sword Vengeance, General Bale spreads a blanket on the carpet grass and lies on it. Enjoying the silent night to himself while he stares at the beautifully eerie moon glowing amidst the sky. Which made him remember his childhood days. If his family had not been attacked and killed in the war, he wouldn't be right now working under Lord Azril. "Bale " Princess Lirl called out from the shadows. General Bale became rigid, sitting upright. He was surprised that Princess Lirl would seek him out at this hour. "Princess?" General Bale called, unsure if the voice he heard was hers. Princess Lirl came out of nowhere and stood before him. She was wearing a transparent silver gown that illustrated her physique underneath. Her appearance tonight gave an impression of a warrior to General Bale. But he doubted if she could fight. "Ahem, can I sit?" She cleared her throat; she was kinda nervous. "You haven't told me what you're doing h

Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance A deafening roar shakes the earth as a blinding flash of light engulfs the horizon for a fleeting moment. Resulting in a massive, searing fireball that rises from the ground, illuminating the dense, mysterious forest in fiery hues of orange and yellow. Rippling the air with heat, and a towering mushroom cloud that billows upward, stemming an unrelenting column of ash and smoke.As the cloud above blossoms outward, its edges glowed like molten metal, radiating destruction and power. The ground trembles as shockwaves ripple through the air, scattering debris and shredded pieces of flesh in all directions. General Bale groaned, rolling onto his side as the world spun around him. The high-pitched ringing in his ears drowned out the distant cries, leaving only muffled echoes of chaos.He blinked hard against the haze clouding his vision. Shaking his head, he planted his hand on the dirt to push himself up, swaying unsteadily on his knees befo

Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance Elena plummeted violently into the earth's crust, the impact shaking the ground beneath her. Her body tumbled uncontrollably across the scorched terrain, jagged rocks tearing at her flesh as she rolled.Her momentum came to a brutal halt as her head collided with a sharp boulder, a sickening crack echoing through the air.A crimson stream bursts out front of the gash of her temple, painting the rugged ground in vivid streaks of blood.Gasping for air, her chest rose and fell in desperate uneven heaves as she struggled to draw air into her battered lungs.Her limbs trembled uncontrollably, her body writhing as she fought against pain and fatigue that threatened to consume her. Gritting her teeth, she pressed her palm into the hot, unforgiving earth, her fingers clawing at the dirt in a desperate attempt to rise. Her frame convulsed on the strain, but still, she willed herself to get back up.A massive shadow crept over her, dark and oppre