Chapitre 119: Chapter 118: The Long Night
As the battle raged on, the warriors of the empire fought with all their strength and skill, their determination unyielding in the face of overwhelming odds. But despite their valiant efforts, there was no sign of victory on the horizon, no glimmer of hope to guide them through the darkness.
Hour after hour, they clashed with the enemy, their swords flashing in the dim light of the battlefield as they pushed themselves to the brink of exhaustion. But for every foe they struck down, two more seemed to take their place, their numbers seemingly endless as they pressed ever onward.
With each passing moment, the darkness seemed to grow stronger, its malevolent presence suffusing the very air with despair. The warriors of the empire fought on, their spirits unbowed even as their bodies screamed for rest, but deep down, they knew that their strength alone would not be enough to turn the tide of battle.
As the night wore on, fatigue began to take its toll, sapping the warriors' strength and resolve with each passing moment. Doubt crept into their hearts, whispering of defeat and despair as they struggled to hold onto hope in the face of overwhelming adversity.
But even in their darkest hour, a spark of hope remained—a flickering flame that refused to be extinguished. With each stroke of their swords and each blast of their magic, the warriors fought on, their spirits buoyed by the knowledge that they fought not just for themselves, but for the future of their homeland and all who called it home.
And so, as the long night dragged on, the warriors of the empire stood firm, their resolve unbroken even as the darkness threatened to consume them. For they knew that as long as they continued to fight, there was still a chance—a glimmer of hope in the darkness—that victory could yet be theirs.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone