"Fine!" Iria laughed to the sky, "I'll take yours then! This daughter of Hakorhi is not easy to kill!"
She rushed towards the Fhakirs with a shout, startling everyone and even herself. Before two breaths, she had slammed a fist full of fire energy into both the Fhakirs chests.
Grug! Grug!
Iria spat out two mouthfulls of blood from the impact. Rushing forwards again, she whistled, the Kraharn appearing in her hand, and gave two thrusts!
"Little girl, no one comes this close to a Fhakir!" The first fhakir condensed his poison into a spear which thrust into Iria's right shoulder.
"Alliance Head!" General Zarin yelled.
"Don't interfere!" Iria punched the first fhakir in the face, then used the Kraharn to slice the poison spear into two! Spitting the blood that came onto the Kraharn, it's colour turned to deep black and she called:
"Sword of the soul, reap across the heavens!"
Clang!!
The fhakirs created a bell shaped shield, and retreated over s thousand steps. The Kraharn pursued them, repeatedly hitting the shield until cracks started to show.
Iria was in a bad shape now. Clutching her right shoulder from.which blood flowed freely, she yelled:
"This daughter of Hakorhi will go home!" And the Kraharn reapeared in her hand and pierced her heart!
"Iria no!!!" General Zarin rushed forwards and caught her as she fell. Blood flowed from her chest, shoulders and mouth.
"Iria!!"
Shreiiiiik!!!!!!!!!!
A new sound sliced across the heavens!
The sky darkened as thousands of transport creatures covered the sun. General Zarin looked up in surprise. Reinforcements!
"What's happening?"
A clear voice resounded in everyone's ears.
"Capture and kill all Grihame and Valencian troops!"
"Yes!" The transport creatures could actually also be fighting creatures! Each opened it's mouth and poured fire onto the battlefield.
"Alchemist! Save Alliance Head, quick!" The nearby generals shouted to the person sitting atop a Golden Phoenix.
Neiman's eyes contracted. With a thought, the Phoenix shot towards General Zarin and Iria.
General Zarin never knew where she got the strength to snatch her from him and swing her onto the Phoenix! Blood soon drenched the Phoenix's feathers as it flew away from the battlefield with several shrieks.
"Iria! You can't die!" Neiman sobbed, cradling her sister to her chest. The tears flowed, cascading over Iria's pale face.
"Silly girl, Nei," Iria coughed weakly, "I'm not dead. The Kraharn never kills it's wielder," she was extremely weak, "the poison can, though."
Neiman stuffed five medicinal pills into her sister's mouth.
"Promise me you'll bear the pain," she said with tears in her eyes.
"You have no idea how much pain I've been bearing," Iria coughed.
"It's fine now. I brought seven hundred thousand magic user soldiers from Canolita. If it's not enough, tell me, and I'll send for more!"
Iria closed her eyes.
"It's enough,"