Chapitre 70: Marked on the battlefield

The three women had their eyes on the leader of the deadly army. The air itself seemed to tremble in anticipation of their audacious plan. They knew once they killed him, his army would fear them.

In the heat of battle, Rena took the opportunity to also charge at the Demon Lord from the side. Her burning gaze served as a resilience.

With every ounce of her being focused on this pivotal moment, Rena's outstretched claws arced towards the shadowy silhouette of the Demon Lord. But as her claws neared the dark figure, waves of arcane energy thrusting her back with an almost cruel intensity. The impact sent her sprawling across the unforgiving ground, just like it did with Ezer.

Fear, like a chilling gust of wind, whispered its icy fingers across their hearts, threatening to extinguish their fiery resolve. Anger blazing furnace stoked by the injustice they had endured, smoldered within them, its heat lending renewed strength to their cause.