Princess Yaniesvyl and her father were running around the kingdom. Following behind them were the Queen and a few royal guards along with a number of civilians that managed to survive the first strike of invasion.
The royal capital was reduced to smithereens. Only a handful of people managed to preserve their lives from the disaster. The first strike of invasion was when Lord Dramus launched an attack. It quickly reduced the population of the capital by twenty percent. Then, the second strike was when those three experts appeared. The meteors that followed it killed seventy percent of the remaining people. At last, the battle between Souta and the four experts.
"The royal capital..."
"My home..."
"Brother and father are still there..."
Princess Yaniesvyl turned her head and looked at the survivors. Her expression was full of grief. She didn't expect this scenario at all. She realized that she was too weak.
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