Dimensional Descent

The battlefield was suddenly thrust into an unseemly situation.

Camelot and the Demon Empire faced off against The Empire, but now there was White City who had suddenly inserted themselves into the mix.

Arthur, Mordred and Noah could immediately tell with absolute certainty that this army of White City's was much different than it had been in the past. Its aura was more oppressive, its momentum much more frightening, and the commander at its helm was on a completely different level.

Noah's sharp gaze swept toward City Lord White's direction. They were still over a kilometer away, but by the time they broke out into a charge, it wouldn't even take a few minutes for them to cross over the final distance.

"Meralda!"

"Yes, Empress?"

The moment Mordred called out, a succubus demon stepped forward.

"Take Aina to the back line. Take some help with you to carry her things."

Meralda blinked in slight confusion. Did she really need help for this?

But, her expression changed when Mordred passed over Aina's unconscious body.

Succubi were known for their strong Spirit Pressure. But, as demons, they also had bodies stronger than the average human knight. And, Meralda in particular, was a hand picked protector for the Demon Empress, so it wouldn't be a surprise if she was many times stronger than the average succubus. Yet, even she nearly collapsed.

Without a choice, Meralda listened to her Empress' words and quickly shuttled Aina away with the help of several others.

Aina's breathing continued to grow more erratic, her body becoming almost scolding to the touch. Despite the fact the temperature of Camelot was quite mild, her body billowed with steam as though she might erupt at any moment.

Meralda wasn't sure what she could do about this. She wasn't a healer. All she could do was move Aina to the backline and hope the medical professionals could do something for her.

say a word. This already wasn't a situation where

Arthur's gaze narrowed.

but doing such a thing was easier said than done. At the very least, Camelot didn't have such good military structure.

come out of a long, hard fought battle. The

pattern. Usually they would only levy one attack a day. It was

that not only were all their ground units riding mounts, but they

Empire

it could be argued that the appearance of The Empire on this battlefield should be an unknown variable for White City, there was no way White City didn't have forward scouts, and, as such, it was

a shimmering blade to

"KNIGHTS! ON ME!"

roar shook

'[Holy Road]!'

knees bent. The land beneath his feet cracked as he rocketed forward, a

a single leap, he crossed into the no-man's

still chose to attack them in situation, Camelot was all

his gaze slowly shifting toward Mordred. But, it seemed as though Mordred didn't have any intention of taking the

silent as though he couldn't feel the rumbling ground and

cutting an angle across the battlefield and toward White City's charging

Table reacted to Arthur's call. They had to give the demon army and

"Empress!"

away, looking toward Meralda who had come

it? Is

her

what is

I." Meralda sighed. "White City is also attacking for Perveaux Barony as