Chương 337: 337:Falling Rajput

The atmosphere was heavy with tension, almost suffocating. The kind that gripped the soul and refused to let go.

The castle stood like a bastion of defiance, its walls towering against the horizon, a proud testament to the pride and might of Rajputs.

Outside, elite forces patrolled the grounds with an intensity that mirrored the stakes of the moment. These were not just any ordinary guards but the highly trained operatives, their movements sharp and calculated. 

Drones hummed in the sky, scanning for threats relentlessly, while superhuman commanders directed a vast network of soldiers stationed strategically at intervals all around the perimeter. Every corner of the fortress was fortified, every soldier combat-ready.