Chapter 82: The war

He negated, shook his head then replied, "Not me, my lord." He was terrified. Never saw this occurrence before.

A giant white eagle logged into the battle and smashed down all his glory. The great creature could have picked a cow up the ground like holding a wild rabbit. Again, screamed; many soldiers covered their ears because in that cold the sound was like a sharp blade stuck into the bone.

The bird snatched the stick but stumped down across king Fatek's squad in a blink. The jewel changed color and faded away like never existed. Ivies sneaked out furled around the stick and took it into the woods.

Pouyeh cried, "Do something Osla," but he could do nothing because never expected of the forest's soul just stared at Asaya in seethe. She was the only one who was not traumatizing. It meant that she was not alone the whole time. His queen, Bashra had gotten hit from an unknown point.