............With a swift motion, he cut her bindings and gently helped her out. He picked her up in a princess carry and brought her to his sports car before calling the men from the organization to take care of the kidnappers."Arghh...!" Elara groaned as Aarav's gentle and warm touch on her cheek started to heal her injuries, seeing the blood on her forehead."Elara...my dear, I am sorry...you had to suffer so much because of me...!" Aarav apologized repeatedly as he saw her condition and blank eyes, his heart feeling like it was being squeezed painfully."I should have been more careful and put you under tight security. My overconfidence led you to suffer this much... I feel regretful seeing you in this state!" Aarav muttered to himself, blaming himself for the mistake he made. He never thought his enemy would be able to reach Elara and harm her.He cast his Healing of Souls spell on her, making sure she wouldn't have any lasting mental scars. Otherwise, he would never be able to
............On the border mountains, at the secret hideout, "Haaaa...did you say you lost that rat and let him escape with the intelligence, you useless fools!" The hideous-looking man, his robe torn to reveal an unrecognizable, fear-inducing face, shouted at his men, who knelt on the ground with their heads hung low.They were a group of cultists chasing after Bishop Mel but failed to capture and eliminate him. Despite being gravely injured, Bishop Mel managed to escape their tightly laid traps in the forest."We apologize for our mistake. Please give us a chance to correct it...let us raid that border city and kill every dog of Elandor to make them terrified of our very presence." The underlings pressed their heads to the rocky ground, apologizing to their leader while suggesting a plan that the cultists' leader, pondered over."What about the secret mission I gave that useless man? He still hasn't contacted us!" The group leader asked, suddenly remembering something important an
............The guards nodded and quickly set out to follow his orders. Amar watched them leave, feeling the weight of the coming battle in his heart. He couldn't let his fear show.Within minutes, Mordan returned with the fighters and a small chest of divine tools. The tools glowed with a faint, otherworldly light, offering a glimmer of hope in the looming darkness."We're ready, City Leader," Mordan said, his voice steady despite the tension in the air.Amar nodded and addressed the gathered fighters. "Today, we face a great darkness. But we are the light that will push it back. We may be few, but we are strong. Fight with honor, fight with courage, and know that we fight for our home, for our people."The fighters gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes reflecting the same determination that burned in Amar's heart.As the cultists approached, the first wave of attackers burst from the trees, their bloodlust evident. The defenders braced themselves, their nerves taut."For Ivory
............"Hahahaha... now what are you going to do? Do you think you can stop us with so few of you? How wishful... today, this city will belong to us, the Cult of the Plague's God." The leader and other cultists arrived, the leader mocking from a tall building, looking down on Amar and the other knights."No, you will never succeed. We will not let you pass," Amar Aahuti shouted defiantly, signaling that they would die before letting the cultists through."Hahaha... you think you can challenge us? Men, attack! KILL!" The leader laughed coldly before barking orders at his men, who sprang into action and sprinted toward Amar and his remaining defenders.The cultists rushed forward, their eyes gleaming with bloodlust. Amar and his men braced themselves, gripping their weapons tightly. They knew this was their last stand against the cultists. They needed to hold out long enough for reinforcements to arrive. Gripping their weapons tightly, they prayed to their god Elandor for the st
............The cultist leader's expression soured. He realized he needed to use his trump card; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to eliminate this annoying Elandor dog.He could see that Amar was willing to risk his life to fight him. In that moment, he realized that defeating Amar would not be as easy as he had thought without his trump card.The cultist leader gathered his remaining strength and prepared for one final, all-out assault, deciding to use his trump card too. Dark tendrils of energy wrapped around his body and weapon as he charged at Amar with a roar.Amar met him head-on, his sword glowing brighter than ever."Clangggg...!!"The clash of their blades sent shockwaves through the battlefield, and for a moment, it seemed as if time itself had stopped. The air crackled with the power of their conflicting energies."FOR IVORYGATE!" Amar shouted, putting every ounce of his strength into his next strike. His blade cut through the dark energy, piercing the cultist leader's def
............"You... you are Elandor's Heir!" The cultist leader’s eyes widened in surprise as he saw Aarav standing before him, sensing the immense divinity radiating from him. It became clear to him who this man was."Hmph... even if you are here, what can you possibly do?" the cultist leader scoffed, underestimating Aarav. After all, he was just one man, and their forces would be arriving shortly.The leader wasn’t without confidence. The cult had sent many powerful fighters, and he considered himself merely average among them. Even though he held the title of Plaguebringer, revered by lower-ranking members, he knew he wasn’t particularly significant among the upper echelons. That’s why he had accepted this dangerous mission—to infiltrate the Realm of Elandor, even at great risk.He couldn’t back down now, not when he was so close to conquering this city. The cultist leader wasn’t a fool; he could feel the ferocious and overwhelming divine presence emanating from Aarav, which was
............He had no idea where they might land, which shore, or which border city they would attack first. A flood of thoughts rushed through his mind.Aarav knew he had to act fast—not just to defend the cities, which could be attacked at any moment, but to protect everyone in them. He needed to move quickly......In the The Celestial Empire, In the Celestial Temple, Aria, the heir of the Goddess of Stars, Astraia, sat in a meditative posture at the podium beneath the statue of the Goddess. "Oh, my Goddess, this is not a good omen. It seems the time has come for us, the Celestial Order of Stars, to act," Aria said in a calm voice as she opened her eyes, which sparkled like stars. The radiant star pendant hanging around her neck pulsed with energy, reflecting her resolve."My Queen, please give us your orders. We are ready to follow your lead!" Hundreds of her followers, all dressed in the same white, translucent robes that shimmered with the light of the stars, stood below her
............"What else did you see? Did you foresee the location where that war started?" Pope Aurelius asked anxiously, his voice heavy with concern as he processed the grim details Cardinal Gabriel had just shared."I... I did see it..." Cardinal Gabriel gasped, struggling for breath as he recalled the vision. "It’s...!" he stammered, before finally describing the location where he saw the Cultists descending upon their realm.Pope Aurelius placed a reassuring hand on Gabriel’s back, urging him to rest. "Stay here and recover... I’ll notify our forces to search for the location you described!" Without wasting a moment, the Pope hurried away, his robes billowing behind him as he prepared to mobilize their forces.The description Gabriel provided was vague, lacking a specific name, so it took time for the soldiers to pinpoint the exact location. Meanwhile, the Cultists had already begun their descent upon the realm.Fortunately, it was Archbishop Deniel and his team of Holy Battle K