Chapter 155: Chapter 34: The Devil's Daughter Goes To War!

Inside the quiet Veria forest, void of all life. A thundering roar of hooves, drudging the dirt with heavy steps, filled the forest. Elven knights darted through their once precious, destroyed forest. Now a mere silent ruin. Hearts filled with anger, sorrow and burning rage.

Claire sat on her mount with a bold silver plate of mail armour with matching gauntlets and high boots. Her walking posture since this morning was strange; between her legs seemed injured. Many elves gave a wry smile, having to endure the sounds of her loud squeals that spread from the male camp towards the female.

Her look seemed forlorn. She felt something was wrong. How could the human empire, led by that man, allow his forward encampment to be so quickly overrun? The only sense of comfort for her fearful heart was the warmth inside her womb, filled with his love and her pain each time she moved. Which reminded her their connection wasn't a dream.