The troops from each kingdom spread out to various positions. Arthfael and Camilla joined their designated formation. The soldiers in the rearmost ranks immediately followed Arthfael's command. Arthfael's gaze settled on Elsher, and he nodded slowly, indicating that the attack could commence.Elsher, along with the two aides from the other kingdoms, understood and released a burst of light, the symbol for the attack. Instantly, the soldiers in the rearmost ranks unleashed the fiery arrows they held.The magic-wielding troops helped propel the arrows forward, sending them swiftly piercing into Searox's body at various points. Searox, surrounded by the soldiers, grew agitated and increasingly furious.The barrage of arrows, infused with magic, seemed to have minimal effect on Searox's body. Instead, the Dragon responded with a violent twist and lunge, dislodging the arrows embedded in its flesh and launching them back at the kingdoms' forces.Arrows that had been pulled free from Searox
Camilla's eyes widened with understanding, and without a word, they began to channel their energy together. The air around them crackled with electricity as Arthfael summoned his newfound magical abilities from the Xodiac Jade Stone. Camilla's aura intertwined with his, their magic intertwining and amplifying each other's power.As they advanced, Arthfael and Camilla kept their formation tight, dodging Searox's relentless attacks while maintaining their focus. With a swift, practiced motion, Arthfael lunged forward, his blade imbued with his magic, while Camilla unleashed a torrent of lightning that streaked toward Searox's massive legs.The combined attack struck Searox's legs with unparalleled force. The Dragon let out a deafening roar as the impact destabilized its stance. The ground beneath it trembled as it struggled to maintain its balance. The soldiers from all three kingdoms seized the opportunity, launching a coordinated assault on Searox's weakened form.With each strike, th
Arthfael's heart raced as the imminent attack from Searox loomed before him. He pushed aside the pain of his injuries and surged forward, meeting Searox's assault head-on just in the nick of time. The impact sent shockwaves through his body as both combatants were sent sprawling, struggling to regain their footing.Summoning his last reserves of strength, Arthfael slowly rose to his feet. Searox, too, was recovering from the collision, his eyes reflecting a mix of frustration and astonishment. The intensity of the battle had taken its toll on both of them, leaving them battered and worn.With labored breath, Arthfael's grip tightened around his sword, Mighty Soulfire, its hilt pulsating with the magical energy from the Xodiac Jade Stone. "I won't back down," he declared through gritted teeth, ignoring the pain coursing through his body. "As long as there's a shred of hope, I'll fight until the end."In the midst of the chaos, an audacious plan formulated in Arth
"Everyone, please form neat lines. Anyone who disrupts the queue will be escorted out!" exclaimed Valentina as she flew with her petite body, approaching the long line that stretched ahead.After battling and successfully defeating Searox, the troops from each kingdom were gathered in the Valley of Rhett to receive healing from Flare, the fiery phoenix. They took turns standing before Flare, forming a line to receive the most precious tears in the world.In order to keep Flare's tears flowing continuously, Neptunis took the initiative to moisten Flare's eyes. This playful act ensured that Flare's tears were readily available for the healing process, preventing his eyes from drying due to constantly shedding tears to treat the wounded.Soldiers stood patiently in line, their expressions a mix of gratitude and anticipation. The wounds, both physical and emotional, earned from the fierce battle were about to be tended to by Flare's miraculous tears. The atmosphere was a blend of solemnit
As the night began to wane and the troops tended to their injuries and rested, a quiet moment presented itself. Arthfael found himself alone by the edge of the lake that bordered Rhett Valley. The moon's reflection danced upon the water's surface, casting a serene glow.Amidst the tranquil ambiance, King Endeavor's voice broke the stillness. "Arthfael," he called, his approach barely audible as his footsteps brushed against the grass.Arthfael turned to see King Endeavor standing a few paces away, his regal attire bathed in the moonlight. "Your Majesty," Arthfael acknowledged, bowing his head respectfully.Endeavor gestured toward the lake, and they both walked closer to the water's edge. The ripples created by the gentle breeze seemed to echo the unspoken questions that lingered between them."I wanted to personally thank you, Arthfael," King Endeavor began, his tone sincere. "The victory we achieved today, it wouldn't have been possible without your lea
After bidding farewell to King Endeavor and the valley that had witnessed their triumph, Arthfael, Camilla, Valentina, Neptunis, and Flare began their journey back home. The atmosphere was one of quiet contentment, each of them lost in their own thoughts about the battles they had fought and the victories they had achieved.As they approached the Verdantia Kingdom, the familiar sight of their homeland brought a sense of comfort and relief. The lush greenery, the grand castle towering against the backdrop of blue skies – it was a sight that filled them with a renewed sense of purpose.Upon their arrival, they were met with enthusiastic welcomes from familiar faces. Zeke and Ian, ever the loyal companions, rushed forward to greet them, their eyes shining with a mix of curiosity and excitement."Arthfael! Camilla! Valentina! Neptunis! Flare!" Zeke's voice carried genuine joy as he embraced each of them in turn. "You're back!"Ian nodded enthusias
With the promise of a mysterious meeting in their dreams, Arthfael and Valentina retired to their sleeping quarters that night, each carrying a sense of anticipation and wonder.Arthfael lay down on his bed, closing his eyes as he recalled Lyrastra's guidance. He focused on his breathing, letting go of the events of the day and allowing his mind to drift into a state of calm. As he settled deeper into relaxation, he whispered softly, almost as if speaking to the air itself, "Lyrastra, I am ready."As if in response, a gentle sensation enveloped Arthfael. It was as if he was being carried on a breeze, floating through a realm of darkness that seemed to have no bounds. Soon, the darkness began to shift and transform, giving way to an otherworldly landscape.Arthfael found himself standing in a tranquil forest glade, the moonlight casting a serene glow over everything. The air was imbued with a certain magic, a sensation that felt both familiar and foreign.And then, he saw her – Lyrastr
As the morning sun cast its warm glow over the land, Valentina awoke with a sense of lingering frustration. The vividness of the dream and the weight of Lyrastra's words still clung to her thoughts. She rubbed her eyes, trying to shake off the remnants of the dream's emotions.Beside her, Arthfael also stirred, his brows furrowing as he processed the events of the dream. Valentina glanced at him, recognizing the intensity of his expression."Arthfael," she said, her voice tinged with a touch of annoyance, "I can't believe Lyrastra didn't tell us where to find the darkness mage. Isn't that crucial information?"Arthfael sighed, his fingers raking through his hair as he propped himself up on his elbows. "I know, Valentina. It's frustrating. But maybe she has her reasons for not revealing everything to us just yet."Valentina's irritation persisted. "Reasons or not, we're the ones who have to face this threat. It's our fight, and we deserve to know where to find our enemy."Arthfael nodd