BOOM
My eyes shot towards the impact, realizing Ares had suddenly crashed into Mia before I even had ti to blink. I was completely helpless when faced with his speed, the true power of an S-rank beginning to show itself.
"Mia!" I cried out, dashing towards Ares in an attempt to halt him from following up his initial strike.
The S-rank turned around, anticipating my desperate maneuver. He swung his spear out, forcing to block as the attack sent flying back.
Two soldiers stood waiting for , my eyes glancing at their positions montarily before spinning around gracefully, imdiately conjuring a blaze that followed the trajectory of my weapon and decapitated the two Dwarves.
I won't lose here!
BOOM
I launched myself back, flas surrounding my body as Ares arose a wall of earth between us. I slamd into the defensive ability, smashing through it with relative ease.
"!!"
Dozens of stone spears awaited my arrival, shooting at with terrifying speed. I barely had ti to raise my hand, incinerating most of the projectiles before they could co into contact with my body. A few got past my flas, slicing the surface of my skin as I grit my teeth from the pain.
My montum didn't halt, however, as I ca crashing down onto Ares's position. The man sidestepped, counter-attacking imdiately. I ducked, avoiding his spear, before thrusting my entire body upwards with a rotative motion.
Flas circled , following my legs as they forced Ares to back away.
BOOM
An explosion of ice erupted, the recovered Mia joining in my attack. The girl dashed through the fine mist, locking herself in close combat with the S-rank. What had once been an equal fight the last ti I had witnessed them clashing with their spears was now one-sided domination.
Ares attacked from all sides, moving his spear around his body to conserve montum as each strike sent shivers down the spine of the young girl.
I brought my sword back, summoning an inferno to swirl around the blade before thrusting it forward with all my might. The flas took the shape of a small dragon, letting out a bellowing roar before slamming into Ares.
Mia leaped back, thanking with a slight movent of her head. It was painfully obvious how outmatched we were, and the longer Ares stalled us, the more Dragons died at the hands of the Dwarven armies.
But Ares's goal wasn't to stall us this ti. His single objective in this fight was simple: eliminate his opponents as quickly as possible, and for him, it was doable.
Ares leaped into the air, raising his spear high above his head as a dark golden glow radiated around the weapon. A simple movent sent a projectile of raw earth bind straight towards us, the speed of the bullet being too quick for either of us to react.
BOOM
I gasped weakly as my body was sent flying back, a sickening crack welcoming onto the solid ground that sprawled across Auroria.
"Protect the Princess!" roared a soldier, his words mobilizing dozens of soldiers that placed themselves between Ares and both of his victims.
"No..." I muttered, attempting to regain my stance, "run..."
BOOM
Ares crashed into the defensive line, the Dragons floating montarily just above the ground from the attack. A small glint of power erupted within the S-rank's eyes as he slashed outwards indifferently, a wave of energy murdering the helpless guards imdiately.
Blood spurted out from the bodies, covering the area around in a dark velvet tint.
Ares walked towards , looking down upon my frail body with a hint of frustration.
"Do you see now?" he asked, kneeling and closing the distance between our faces, "the true difference between you and ?"
A cry of determination echoed behind the S-rank, forcing him to stand up and imdiately take a defensive stance as Mia ca crashing into him with two newly-ford ice daggers. A montary lock in their attacks allowed to roll over sluggishly, picking up the silver sword and slowly stand up again.
I launched myself towards Ares's back, taking advantage of the brief mont Mia had opened up, the small chance that had presented itself to .
Dark flas roared as the neutral bind around exploded in a fiery inferno, converging on my blade as I swung outwards with all my strength. Ares's head turned slightly, his eyes catching sight of the oncoming attack as one of his arms let go of his weapon and brought out a small wall of earth that shielded him from the blast.
I appeared above the battlefield, my eyes focused on the S-rank's position as I prepared to dive with the full-force of my spell.
The wind whistled suddenly, causing to watch in horror as a bolt from a ballista ca hurling at .
"!!"
BOOM
I slamd into the ground as I spun around uncontrollably, losing all sense of direction. My eyesight beca foggy as I brought my hand up to my face to try and rember what the current situation was.
A bright red liquid dripped from the hand, the warm blood clearly not originating from my hand. Small figures clad in silver armor ran towards at full speed, their weapons raised high at the sight of the enemy's leader nearly dead and completely vulnerable.
Dark silhouettes leaped above , perfect coordination allowing the n to form a periter around almost imdiately. I could hear the rumbling sound of footsteps approaching my position, what seed like the entire Dwarven army converging on one singular position as only six Dragons readied themselves confidently.
"Do not fall! Protect the Princess until the bitter end!" roared one of the soldiers, the rest cheering in unison as the waves of enemies slamd into them ferociously.
The Dragons fought furiously, never showing any signs of weakness or hesitation as they struck down Dwarf after Dwarf. A single second of incertitude could lead to the crumbling of the defensive periter and ultimately lead to my death.
Small tears streaked down my face as I watched each soldier slowly suffering injuries from the flood of opponents they were taking on simultaneously. The agonizing pain they were currently feeling from the nurous cuts must've been excruciating, and yet they simply ignored it, slaughtering every individual that approached them with terrifying force.
Two n arrived behind the formation, dragging away as the six defenders began to fall, all of them slowly succumbing to the overwhelming Dwarven numbers.
"It was an honor, Princess," muttered one of them as ballista bolts crashed into them, wiping them off the face of Auroria in an instant.
The individuals in pitch-black armor were beginning to disappear from the battlefield, glittering silver dominating the field as thousands more appeared over the hill to the North. The years of training that every Dragon soldier went through, the rigorous preparation required to beco a mber of the army, was all in vain when faced with an enemy that never rested.
There was simply no end to their force.
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