บท 48: Prince Atra & Kai

In the vast expanse of the valley, where the empyreal sun cast its last radiant hues upon the land, two colossal armies stood at the precipice of conflict.

Their ranks aligned in meticulous precision, stretching as far as the eye could behold. On one end, the valiant and resolute Queen, adorned in gleaming armor and wielding a regal standard, stood tall with unwavering determination.

Her gaze, sharp as the edge of a blade, pierced through the chaos, her commanding presence inspiring loyalty in every soldier under her banner.

But it was very clear that they were there... to die.

On the opposing side, a formidable force emerged, alone, a commander whose name resonated throughout the annals of war. Whispers of his prowess spread like wildfire, bestowing upon him an almost mythical status.

His very presence seemed to invoke fear, for he had earned the moniker of the "God of War" through his relentless campaigns and unparalleled tactical brilliance.