But what inscrutable purpose had drawn these wretched souls to this battlefield? In the first ce, how did they escape such a deste prison?


    His musings were abruptly severed by the rion calls of anguished screams reverberating across the churning chaos. Snapping his head up, Jaegar''s gaze rapidly took in the unfolding tableau of the melee.


    There, at the heart of the roiling maelstrom, stood Kyra, the indomitable warrior princess, now encircled by a knot of her most stalwart protectors.


    The situation on this nk had devolved into utter bem, the disciplined ranks of Kaeso''s forces buckling beneath the relentless onught of the rampaging brutes. Though his battle mages fought with admirable tenacity, their arcane barrages seemed to do little but momentarily stem the surging tide.


    With a grunt of resigned eptance, Kaeso bellowed the order to fall back, recognizing the futility of maintaining their exposed position. As his beleaguered troops began their fighting withdrawal, Jaegar''s eyes raked over the broader conflict, catching glimpses of the brutes'' towering forms dispersed amidst the ranks of Daikrimore''s soldiery.


    A vortex of determination zed to life in Jaegar''s eyes as he set his n into motion.


    Unleashing the full brunt of his abilities, he began chanting the words to an intricate battle cant, his body bing enshrouded in scintiting lightning. One hand gripped his sword ever tighter, the de taking on an incandescent nimbus. The other he extended forward, fingertips spouting gouts of a roiling me that coalesced into a stream of scorching projectiles.


    In a blurred flurry of motion, Jaegar cut a swathe through the chaotic melee. Two more of the hulking brutes fell to his relentless barrage, their flesh sizzling and cauterised by the unforgiving onught. But Jaegar''s rampage extended far beyond, as seemingly innumerable Daikrimore warriors wereid low, their blood-curdling screams abruptly snuffed out beneath the inexorable tide of his assault.


    Yet even as the pyre built from their smouldering corpses grew ever higher, Jaegar could feel the insidious fatigue wing at his limbs, each subsequent stride and strike bing a gruelling act of will. Atst, when his arms could scarcely raise his weapons further, he broke off and retreated towards the regrouping forces.


    As he staggered back, chest heaving with ragged breaths, Kyra and Kaeso stood in grim observation. They had witnessed firsthand the full, terrible extent of Jaegar''s capabilitiesid bare upon the field of battle.


    Surveying the disposition of forces, it became clear that while their own nk had been devastated by the appearance of the brutes, Daikrimore''s central thrust had secured the upper hand.


    While they have suffered severe losses, on the other side, Drasus had the upper hand. There weren''t any brutes on his side, and he was able to kill most of the enemy''s soldiers.


    The day''s dying light saw Wrescian troops in full retreat, their ranks were bled white by casualties, while the enemy''s losses were but a fraction as devastating.


    *


    Earlier, when Jaegar''s whirlwind of destruction yed out across the blood-soaked battlefield, Kyra watched with a furrowed brow, her eyes tracing each fluid movement of the mysterious warrior''s deadly dance. She didn''t recall having someone as skilled as him and the way he killed those brutes, and he was even using magic.


    Turning to Kaeso, she posed the question that burned in her mind. "Who is he?"


    Kaeso''s countenance betrayed a flicker of nervousness, as if weighing how much truth to impart.


    But Kyra''s steely gaze brooked no prevarication. With a resigned sigh, he admitted, "He is a member of mypany." Read new chapters at M V L


    Though his words were sparse, they carried an unspoken gravity that gave Kyra pause. She regarded the whirling dervish of elemental fury with a newfound sense of guarded intrigue.


    A mental note was made to seek answers from this enigmatic soul once the current crisis had passed.


    For now, more pressing matters demanded her attention. With a curt nod, she turned and strode away, rejoining Kimon and Tavorn in marshalling their scattered forces.


    As the bloated sun finally relinquished its grip on the horizon, the battered remnants of their army straggled back to the main encampment.


    *


    The camp itself had be the epicentre of organised mayhem. Healers and chirurgeons scurried from one triage tent to the next, administering to the seeming endless stream of wounded and dying that flowed in. The acrid stench of cauterised flesh hung thick in the air, mingling with the cloying iron tang of freshly spilled blood.


    Amidst this charnel house atmosphere, the highest-ranking lords and generals had convened within the main pavilion. Their grave expressions and murmured exchanges bespoke the weight of the day''s harrowing events.


    As Kyra entered and took her ce around the strategic nning table, all eyes turned towards her, the unspoken question resonating from their haunted gazes.


    By this time, Tavorn had be invisible to them, seeing how Kyra was handling the situation. But Tavorn wasn''t the least bothered by it, and he knew that whatever Kyra did now wouldn''t affect his session.


    It was Lord Rindel who finally gave voice to the dread that gripped them all. "What in the seven hells were those...things we faced on the field today?" His voice was hushed, yet it carried the unmistakable tremor of one who had witnessed something profoundly unnatural.


    The towering brutes and their sheer, immitigable ferocity had been the deciding factor in turning the day''s tide, that much was undeniable. Though rtively few in number, each had fought with the strength of ten men, their reckless bloodlust robbing the disciplined ranks of Kyra''s forces of any cohesion or momentum.


    Kyra''s expression was grim, her mind reying those frantic moments when the battle line had bent almost to its breaking point. Had she not swiftly ordered the retreat, staving offplete ruination, she and her entiremand would likely have been obliterated without mercy.


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