The army of Lumiya, led by Yuhi and escorted by General Lucious Fang (disguised as a cavalry officer), reached the outskirts of Victoria. The stench of blood and the sound of clashing steel filled the air as the battlefield stretched before them. Smoke curled from the distant horizon, marking the advance of Utopiya’s forces.
At the city gates, King Advert White stood with his elite guards, his sharp eyes filled with relief at their arrival. Beside him stood Princess Emma, his daughter—a serious warrior, yet with an occasional childish streak. Emma’s bow rested on her back, her arrows glowing faintly, an indication of her rare ability to control their trajectory with her mind. Next to her was Prince William, a fifteen-year-old boy with an infectious, joyful energy. Despite his youth, he was the wielder of the ancient power of the White Thunder Lion, a beast that once guarded the Alf Kingdom in ancient times. Their great-grandfather, Lionheart William White, was the last to wield this power.
Yuhi stepped forward, bowing slightly. “King Advert, we’ve come to aid Victoria.”
King Advert let out a weary breath. “Your arrival is timely, Princess Yuhi. Alexa’s forces grow stronger by the day. If we do not act soon, Victoria will fall.”
Emma tightened her grip on her bow. “It’s worse than we thought. Alexa herself has yet to appear, but her generals have already begun their assault.”
The War Council
Inside the war tent, King Advert, Emma, Yuhi, General Lucious Fang, and Boros gathered around a large map of Victoria.
Emma pointed at the markings on the map, her expression grim. “This is the battle field where we'll face Alexa's army. Her commanders are leading the charge—her son, Azrael, a half-angel, half-demon born from a dark contract, commands the central front. Alongside him is Lufi, a dark elf created through black magic by Alexa and Azrael. Her mastery over dark spells makes her a serious threat. Then there’s the Giant Golem, a monstrosity with brute strength capable of leveling entire buildings with a single atomic blast.”
The battlefield stretched before him, illuminated by the flickering glow of distant torches. Hidden within the shadows, Kai observed the movements of Utopiya’s army, his golden eyes narrowing as he assessed the situation.
His gaze settled on Azrael, the half-angel, half-demon warrior rumored to be Alexa’s right hand. Even from a distance, Kai could feel the aura of darkness and divinity entwined around him. A warrior created from both heaven and hell… an abomination forged for war.
Nearby, the dark elf Lufi stood, her violet eyes gleaming with malice. Born from Alexa and Azrael’s dark magic, Beside her, the Giant Golem towered over the ranks of Utopiya’s forces, his massive body pulsing with destructive energy. An atomic blast from him could wipe out entire battalions in a single strike.
Kai clenched his fist. He had no interest in fighting for Victoria, nor did he care for Lumiya’s political struggles. But if Alexa truly had a hand in Alen’s death, then he would stay—until she revealed the truth.
With that decision made, he turned on his heel and vanished into the night, heading back to Victoria’s camp.
Boros cracked his knuckles. “Heh. Finally, a real fight.”
Lucious Fang, still in disguise, spoke in a deep tone. “This battle isn’t just about defending Victoria. Alexa is after something.”
William, sitting beside Emma, frowned. “She wants the White Thunder Lion’s power.”
A heavy silence fell over the room.
King Advert clenched his fists. “If she takes that power… Victoria will have no future.”
?? Boros (crossing his arms, intrigued): “So that’s what she’s after? Then we have no choice but to crush them before they get the chance.”
?? General Lucious Fang (calmly analyzing the battlefield): “Their forces are vast, but their commanders are the true threat. Azrael, Lufi, and the Giant Golem—each one is capable of devastation.”
?? William (his voice tinged with youthful enthusiasm): “Then we just have to stop them before they get to us!”
?? King Advert (nodding in agreement): “Then we assign battles accordingly. Divide and conquer
Sence shift..........
Kai go inside a empty camp and sat on the floor.
kai used his golden eye power for secretly watches the battlefield, assessing the situation.
( Kaii real power of the golden eye can be use only when there is no trouble around him and his mana is full, the golden eye gives him high vision which connects him with nature )
The battlefield stretched before him, illuminated by the flickering glow of distant torches. Hidden within the shadows, Kai observed the movements of Utopiya’s army, his golden eyes narrowing as he assessed the situation.
His gaze settled on Azrael, the half-angel, half-demon warrior rumored to be Alexa’s right hand. Even from a distance, Kai could feel the aura of darkness and divinity entwined around him. A warrior created from both heaven and hell… an abomination forged for war.
Nearby, the dark elf Lufi stood, her violet eyes gleaming with malice. Born from Alexa and Azrael’s dark magic, Beside her, the Giant Golem towered over the ranks of Utopiya’s forces, his massive body pulsing with destructive energy. An atomic blast from him could wipe out entire battalions in a single strike.
Kai clenched his fist. He had no interest in fighting for Victoria, nor did he care for Lumiya’s political struggles. But if Alexa truly had a hand in Alen’s death, then he would stay—until she revealed the truth.
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?? Boros vs. The Giant Golem – With raw strength and unshakable endurance, Boros will engage the Golem in direct combat. His war hammer against its unstoppable might.
?? Emma & General Lucious Fang vs. Lufi – Emma, with her precise archery and mind-controlled arrows, will keep Lufi at bay while Lucious Fang engages her in melee combat.
?? Yuhi vs. Azrael (if he enters the battlefield) – If Azrael chooses to fight, Yuhi will face him alone, determined to prove her strength against Alexa’s right hand.
The Northern Territory was a land of harsh winters and relentless storms, but tonight, an even deadlier force lurked in the shadows. In the streets of a ruined city, under the cold glow of the crescent moon, Edward Hawk and General Ray Waston stood amidst a pile of corpses—vampires, their bodies twisted in death.
Edward Hawke, clad in a dark war coat rimmed with silver, held his double-edged blade, Storm Fang, which sparkled like lightning. Next to him was General Ray Waston, a seasoned warrior, a 29-year-old man with purple hair and light purple eyes, dressed in the Imperial Army uniform. Ray was one of the smartest strategists in the kingdom, rested his Crushing Fang, a single-handed sword imbued with destructive energy, against his shoulder.
The air was thick with the scent of blood and burning flesh. But they weren’t done yet.
From the shadows, three remaining vampires lunged, their crimson eyes gleaming with malice.
The Battle
?? Vampire 1 (hissing, leaping at Edward): “Your blood will make me stronger!”
?? Edward (smirking, swinging Storm Fang): “Too bad you won’t live long enough to taste it.”
With a swift motion, Edward spun his blade. Lightning surged, forming an arc of electric energy that slashed through the vampire’s chest. The creature screamed as its body convulsed before turning to ash.
?? Vampire 2 (grinning, charging at Ray): “Humans always fall in the end!”
?? Ray (raising his sword, voice calm): “Try me.”
As the vampire lunged, Ray countered with a Crushing Strike—his blade emitted a forceful shockwave upon impact. The vampire’s ribs shattered instantly, sending him flying into a crumbling building.
The Last Vampire
The creature’s breathing was ragged, its crimson eyes burning with both hatred and eerie satisfaction. As Edward and Ray approached, it coughed out a few words, its voice hoarse but defiant.
?? Vampire 3 (panting, muttering): “The Red Moon will rise… and on that night, we will slaughter you all—”
Before he could finish, a bolt of lightning struck the ground in front of him, stopping him in his tracks. He turned in horror to see Edward Hawk, his blade raised.
?? Edward (coldly): “You talk too much.”
A surge of blue-white electricity crackled down Edward’s weapon. He launched forward, moving faster than the eye could follow. In an instant, he appeared behind the vampire—his blade humming with power.
ZAP! A massive bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking the vampire directly. His scream was cut short as his body disintegrated into a charred skeleton before crumbling into dust.
Edward twirled Storm Fang and sheathed it with a flick of his wrist.
?? Ray (watching, nodding approvingly): “You didn’t even let him finish his threat.”
?? Edward (shrugging): “Why waste time on the dead?”
A Grim Warning.....
Silence followed, save for the distant howling of the wind. Edward hawk exhaled sharply, wiping a smear of blood off his blade before sheathing it.
?? Edward hawk (serious tone): “That wasn’t just a random attack. They were testing us. Something bigger is coming.”
Ray remained still for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then, gripping his weapon tightly, he muttered under his breath, his tone laced with urgency.
?? Edward Hawk (muttering): “I must tell King Godfrey that these vampires are planning to attack on a red moonlit night.”
With that, the two warriors turned, their expressions grim. The battle was over, but the real war was just beginning
The army of Lumiya, led by Yuhi and escorted by General Lucious Fang (disguised as a cavalry officer), reached the outskirts of Victoria. The stench of blood and the sound of clashing steel filled the air as the battlefield stretched before them. Smoke curled from the distant horizon, marking the advance of Utopiya's forces.
At the city gates, King Advert White stood with his elite guards, his sharp eyes filled with relief at their arrival. Beside him stood Princess Emma, his daughter—a serious warrior, yet with an occasional childish streak. Emma's bow rested on her back, her arrows glowing faintly, an indication of her rare ability to control their trajectory with her mind. Next to her was Prince William, a fifteen-year-old boy with an infectious, joyful energy. Despite his youth, he was the wielder of the ancient power of the White Thunder Lion, a beast that once guarded the Alf Kingdom in ancient times. Their great-grandfather, Lionheart William White, was the last to wield this power.
Yuhi stepped forward, bowing slightly. "King Advert, we've come to aid Victoria."
King Advert let out a weary breath. "Your arrival is timely, Princess Yuhi. Alexa's forces grow stronger by the day. If we do not act soon, Victoria will fall."
Emma tightened her grip on her bow. "It's worse than we thought. Alexa herself has yet to appear, but her generals have already begun their assault."
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The War Council
Inside the war tent, King Advert, Emma, Yuhi, General Lucious Fang, and Boros gathered around a large map of Victoria.
Emma pointed at the markings on the map, her expression grim. "This is the battlefield where we'll face Alexa's army. Her commanders are leading the charge—her son, Azrael, a half-angel, half-demon born from a dark contract, commands the central front. Alongside him is Lufi, a dark elf created through black magic by Alexa and Azrael. Her mastery over dark spells makes her a serious threat. Then there's the Giant Golem, a monstrosity with brute strength capable of leveling entire buildings with a single atomic blast."
A heavy silence followed before Boros cracked his knuckles. "Finally, a real fight."
Lucious Fang, still in disguise, spoke in a deep tone. "This battle isn't just about defending Victoria. Alexa is after something."
William, sitting beside Emma, frowned. "She wants the White Thunder Lion's power."
King Advert clenched his fists. "If she takes that power… Victoria will have no future."
Boros crossed his arms, intrigued. "So that's what she's after? Then we have no choice but to crush them before they get the chance."
Lucious Fang analyzed the battlefield. "Their forces are vast, but their commanders are the true threat. Azrael, Lufi, and the Giant Golem—each one is capable of devastation."
William's voice was tinged with youthful enthusiasm. "Then we just have to stop them before they get to us!"
King Advert nodded. "Then we assign battles accordingly. Divide and conquer."
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Kai’s Observation
Kai sat alone in an empty camp, his golden eyes glowing faintly as he used his power to secretly watch the battlefield, assessing the situation. The Golden Eye could only be used when there was no immediate danger, and his mana was full. It connected him with nature, sharpening his vision beyond human limitations.
The battlefield stretched before him, illuminated by the flickering glow of distant torches. Hidden within the shadows, Kai observed the movements of Utopiya's army, his golden eyes narrowing as he assessed the situation.
His gaze settled on Azrael, the half-angel, half-demon warrior rumored to be Alexa's right hand. Even from a distance, Kai could feel the aura of darkness and divinity entwined around him. A warrior created from both heaven and hell… an abomination forged for war.
Nearby, the dark elf Lufi stood, her violet eyes gleaming with malice. Born from Alexa and Azrael's dark magic, she emanated a dark, pulsating energy. Beside her, the Giant Golem towered over the ranks of Utopiya's forces, his massive body pulsing with destructive energy. An atomic blast from him could wipe out entire battalions in a single strike.
Kai clenched his fist. He had no interest in fighting for Victoria, nor did he care for Lumiya's political struggles. But if Alexa truly had a hand in Alen's death, then he would stay—until she revealed the truth.
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The Assigned Battles
Boros vs. The Giant Golem – With raw strength and unshakable endurance, Boros will engage the Golem in direct combat. His war hammer against its unstoppable might.
Emma & General Lucious Fang vs. Lufi – Emma, with her precise archery and mind-controlled arrows, will keep Lufi at bay while Lucious Fang engages her in melee combat.
Yuhi vs. Azrael – If Azrael chooses to fight, Yuhi will face him alone, determined to prove her strength against Alexa's right hand.
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Last night----A Battle in the Northern
The Northern Territory was a land of harsh winters and relentless storms, but tonight, an even deadlier force lurked in the shadows. In the streets of a ruined city, under the cold glow of the crescent moon, Edward Hawk and A General of Northern territory Ray Waston stood amidst a pile of corpses—vampires, their bodies twisted in death.
Edward Hawk, clad in a dark war coat rimmed with silver, held his double-edged blade, Storm Fang, which crackled with lightning. Next to him was General Ray Waston, a seasoned warrior with purple hair and light purple eyes, dressed in the Imperial Army uniform. Ray, one of the kingdom’s most brilliant strategists, rested his Crushing Fang, a single-handed sword imbued with destructive energy, against his shoulder.
The air was thick with the scent of blood and burning flesh. But they weren't done yet.
From the shadows, three remaining vampires lunged, their crimson eyes gleaming with malice.
The first vampire hissed as it leaped at Edward. "Your blood will make me stronger!"
Edward smirked, swinging Storm Fang. "Too bad you won’t live long enough to taste it."
A surge of lightning formed an arc that slashed through the vampire’s chest. The creature screamed, convulsing before disintegrating into ash.
The second vampire snarled at Ray. "Humans always fall in the end!"
Ray raised his sword, his voice calm. "Try me."
As the vampire lunged, Ray countered with a Crushing Strike—his blade emitted a forceful shockwave upon impact. The vampire’s ribs shattered instantly, sending him flying into a crumbling building.
The last vampire staggered, its breath ragged. "The Red Moon will rise… and on that night, we will slaughter you all—"
A bolt of lightning struck the ground in front of him, stopping him in his tracks. His crimson eyes widened in horror as Edward raised Storm Fang.
Edward’s voice was cold. "You talk too much."
In an instant, Edward vanished. A blinding flash of lightning descended, incinerating the vampire in an instant.
Ray watched, nodding approvingly. "You didn’t even let him finish his threat."
Edward shrugged. "Why waste time on the dead?"
A grim silence followed.
Edward exhaled sharply. "That wasn’t just a random attack. They were testing us. Something bigger is coming."
Ray gripped his weapon tightly. "We must tell this to the King Godfrey that these vampires plan to attack on a red moonlit night."
The battle was over, but the real war was just beginning.
