Bab 99: Clash Of Emperors III

With an iron grip, Emperor Beylon clasped Valdek's face, lifting him effortlessly off the ground. In a flash, he propelled them both across the sky, pulling Valdek with him as they sped through the air like a streak of lightning.

The wind howled around them as they flew over hills and mountains, leaving his camp far behind. Beylon finally released his hold, tossing Valdek to the ground below.

Valdek flipped mid-air, landing with a graceful thud and quickly finding his footing. The barren landscape stretched out for miles in every direction, a wasteland of rocky terrain, jagged hills, and towering mountains.

Not a single tree or sign of life interrupted the desolation, providing the perfect stage for their confrontation. Beylon touched down a short distance away, his golden-black armor gleaming under the midday sun.