Aotian rushed out through the portal. The moment he realized that it was all a diversion he knew.. he knew the attack will be in the heavenly realm.
The blindingly glistening portal led him directly over to the opening near the beautiful palace, which was now fully aflame. From the distance, he could see a part of it was burning fast.
"Xia baby, you better be safe...." he hurried through the small garden over to the castle. The outer walls were breached, but the palace guards were able to take control of the Rakshasa.
"Prince!" a fleet captain ran to him as so as he spotted him from the distance. "The powerful Rakshasas are restrained, the rest have retreated. We won!" he Cheerfully whispered.
Aotian paused. "Where are the royals?"
"In the inner palace." He respectfully bowed.
Aotian did not even care about it. He rushed past the many guards into the inner palace. Rakshasa corpses littered all over the shimmering glass floors.
The marbles and bejewelled walls were stained red.
