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.

was being taken away, but they didn't say a word. This already wasn't a situation where they could

Arthur's gaze narrowed.

they would have to maneuver and shift their vanguard around, but doing such a thing was easier said than done. At the very least, Camelot didn't have such good military structure. In such a situation, even a well disciplined army

they had all just come out of a long, hard fought battle. The battlefield itself

White City's previous pattern. Usually they would only levy one attack a day.

be built of 500 or so men and women. The bad news, however, was that not only were all their ground units riding mounts,

and The Empire numbered almost 3000. But, White City wasn't made up

no way White City didn't have forward scouts, and,

his sword, causing a shimmering blade to dance beneath the high

"KNIGHTS! ON ME!"

roar shook the

'[Holy Road]!'

feet cracked as he rocketed

crossed into the no-man's land between Camelot's armies

actions spoke louder than words ever could. If The Empire still chose to attack them in situation, Camelot was all

Mordred. But, it seemed as though Mordred didn't have any intention of taking the same actions as her father. She

as though he couldn't feel the rumbling ground and

toward Mordred shifted directions, cutting an angle

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

"Empress!"

looking toward Meralda who had come

is it? Is the

I've already passed her along

what is the

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