Chapitre 297: Rain of Fire

The battle still raged on, and the favor was clearly on Prince Paul's side. The king's army kept dwindling in numbers and was now about to be cut in half. If this kept going on, the king would undoubtedly lose the war. 

However, in spite of the army's impending demise, the losing side did not seem to think about the result and, rather, was confident they would bring home the victory. They still had some cards under their sleeves that had yet to unfold. 

Three kilometers above the intense battlefield, just the distance most of the radars could barely reach, two figures suddenly appeared in thin air. One was a young man with spiky red hair in a green robe, and the other was a petite, brunette young woman equipped with light clothing. 

Instead of falling to the surface, the two hovered from where they appeared. Upon closer look, one could see that they were using the Spacetime Magic spell, Level 1: Foothold, to secure their feet still in the air.