She stepped on the edge of the cliff. Her white-blond hair strains drifted through the wind as she looked down on the battlefield. Her eyes followed the moments of her soldiers and their enemy's.
Irene and her Army were on the border of the Agnello Kingdom. Agnello was a small Kingdom to the east of the Arts Empire. They have a alliance due to the marriage of Vinea, Irene's older sister to the heir of the Agnello Family. They struggled against the Void-Monster and the Forcia Empire closing in on their border. Agnello then requested back up from the Arts Imperial Army which now was led by Irene. They started helping fighting around the border which was close to a mountain range. They fought some Monsters before they were ambushed by Forcia's Army.
The Soldiers fought each others, screams surrounded the battlefield as the ground dyes itself red by their blood. Limbs and bodies lay scattered on the ground while people stomped over them.
She doesn't move an inch, she just stood there watching the battle unfold. As if she waited for something.
"General Irene" a young boy shouted as he ran towards her. He was a small Boy around the age of 15. His face flushed red from running, he breathed heavily and stumbled a bit under the Iron armor. As soon as he reached her he went down on one knee and bowed his head.
"What is it, John?" she asked with a monotone voice still looking down the cliff. "the squire is back..." he gasped still out of breath. "... he found the Captain of the enemy Army." As soon as he said the words, her head turned around.
"Where is he?" her eyes sparkled fiercely. "He is down the river about 1 Kilometer!" she gritted her teeth. "How dare he ambush us, we lost 5 men from that" she looked back over the cliff and took of the generals cape from her armors right shoulder and threw it backwards towards John.
He stumbled forward trying to catch it while watching his General stepping forwards to the end of the cliff. "Ehm... General, don't you want to go to fight the Enemy?" she turned her head back and smiled. "This way, is way faster." As soon as said her words she went another step forward over the cliff and jumped. A muffled scream echoed from the top. She just laughed as she fell down. Her right hand moved side ways and a green magic circle formed from her fingertips. 'Wind'
A gust of wind formed under her feet just before she reached the ground allowing her to land softly.
'haste' two magic circles formed under her feet as she started running. The magic made her run really really fast. She nearly flew across the battlefield. She evaded the soldiers battling each other, they stopped for a second as they were hit by a violent gust of wind created by Irene's running. The soldiers didn't even notice her because she was to fast to be seen by a mere eye.
She ran for a bit more before she saw a man with the generals cape hanging from his shoulders in front of a flag with the emblem of the Forcia Empire.
A new magic circle formed right next to her right hand and a hilt of a sword emerged from it. 'Teleport'
In an blink of the eye she teleported from her current position right behind the Forcian General. Before he could even do something, her left arm was wrapped around his forehead pullig back his head exposing his neck. With the other hand she grabbed the hilt and pulled a sword out of the magic circle right in front of his neck already cutting the first layer of skin as blood dropped down.
"How...?" he asked shocked, trying to shake the princess of his back. But with no luck. Each move he made just let the Sword sink deeper into his neck.
His Guards didn't know what to do, they just stood there in silence and horror written on their face as they saw their captain struggle for his life by a little girl. Their hands went slowly towards their swords on their waist but Irene's eyes turned towards them in an instant. "i would not do that if i were you."
Both of the guards stopped at once as they followed her eyes to the ground, they gulped and didn't try to move anymore to afraid to find out what would happened if they continue.
Her attention turned back towards the man in her grip, who wasn't struggling anymore. His eyes were hastily wandering from on corner to the other looking for help. But no one dared to move. He didn't understand, why would his guards or comrades not try to free him or kill the attacker? He looked around and started to notice that everyone was looking down at their feet shivering. As he tried to tilt his head sideways to take a look at the ground he immediately understood what was going on. Beneath them was a enormous magic circle just waiting to pop his Attack of.
'swhoosh' the sound of an arrow broke the silence as it flew straight towards Irene's head. In a mater of seconds she kicked the generals kneepit as he sunk to the ground, she moved the sword forward so that the generals neck was now choked by her left arm. She loosened the grip of his head and grabbed the hilt of the sword with her right and and deflected the Arrow rushing towards her flinging it to the ground.
"ARRGHH...." a pained filled voice followed one second later. All the guards turned around seeing the shooter of the arrow pierced by a pillar of ice through his chest , leaving his body tangling midair. Screaming and struggling until he went silent. The Pillar was dyed red as the blood form the Archers chest gushed out. Everyone else just stood there silently watching the young man die who nearly stood 30 Meters away from them. Just how big is this Magic circle?
Forcias General looked back up. 'So this girl is their leader, this is the strength of the Arts Kingdoms general, the so called Blood Demon of the battlefield. Never would i have guessed it was a small girl like her. But to see her, i know now, we never had a chance to begin with.' with this thought he closed his eyes accepting his fate.
Irene smile as she looked down at the man who seems to have accepted his end. She holds her sword back at the generals Neck. Her hand grabbed his hair and pulled his neck back.
She bowed down so her mouth next to his ear. "This is what you get when you attack my Army".
As soon as she finished her sentence her hand made a quick movement and separated his head from his neck. His blood splatters in all directions, soaking her face, hair and amour red. His body could no longer support his weight and tipped over. Everything went silent. You could not hear the screams of the battlefield anymore. The Forcia Soldiers started to retreat as soon as they saw and heard of their generals death. As soon as the soldiers were out of sight, the army of the Arts Kingdom started to cheer. Irene let go oft the enemy generals head which she was still holding on to and raised her sword. "We Won!" She screamed at the top of her lungs so her voice was heard through the cheers of her men. "This calls for a celebration!"
Later that day the arrived back at their camp. Irene headed towards her tent. She takes off her shoes and fired them into the corner of the tent. She took of the chest plate and let it fall on the ground where she stood. She walked further into the tent and stopped before the mirror. Irene looked at her reflection half of her face was still covered in the dried blood of her enemy. Even her White-blond her was dyed red. Its been 8 years since she joined the Army with her brothers at the age of 16. They could not reveal their lineage to the soldiers, it would endanger them if word spread that the Prince an princess of the Kingdom were in the army. They applied as nobles from a low noble family and got through the test of joining the army with their skills. Since Irene was better then most of the people in the army she was placed in the first platoon, while her brothers were placed in the 2nd and 3rd platoon. The First Platoon was the front line, the line of soldiers who get in contact with the enemy first. The second platoon was responsible for support of the First Platoon. The third platoon was there for the wounded, they protected the medics and help the wounded soldiers get to the medics in the back line.
She stayed in the army way longer than both of her brothers, Ethan left directly after his 2 year service was over and went back to the Kingdom. Her Twin Brother Aaron stayed for 4 years until he met a counts daughter of the Agnello Kingdom and fell madly in Love and went back to get married.
Irene just went back for the wedding and while her parents begged her to stay, she silently went back to the battlefield. This is where she belonged, she changed a lot with all the fighting, killing and losing comrades. After 6 Years on the battlefield Irene was promoted as a General through her achievements. The last two years she spent leading her Army, improving her magic and Sword skills, creating new magic and fighting. She sighed and started to wash of the blood on her face and dipped her hair into a bucket of water to wash out the blood stains. She changed her cloth and was getting ready for the victory celebration. 'Maybe i should take a vacation' She thought as she walked outside her tent, where the cheers and singing of her soldiers greeted her.
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*At the same time in the Elios Empire*
"I am really sorry brother, there is just no other way" said the brown haired Man sitting behind his desk glancing over to a tall dark skinned man who was looking outside the window. He stood there silent so he continued.
"i know you don't like feeble woman, but she is the only unmarried woman from the Art Kingdom, if you don't want to marry the second Prince Ethan Arts, she is the only option for an alliance." the man standing by the window finally turned his head revealing the scar across his eyes. One was straight through the right eye and the other one started on the nose and ends in the middle over his left eye.
" i know the marriage is necessary but does she really have to be the weakest Princess known in the world, she was in the temple recuperating the last 8 years, does she even survive the 2 week long trip here?" the tall man said in an angry tone to which his brother flinched a little and then shook his head.
"I heard she will be returning from the temple because her health improved, we have to send the marriage proposal now before others beat us to it. But if you really don't want to marry her, i will not send the letter brother"
"Send it, the Empire needs the alliance and since you took the kings role of my shoulders i owe you a favor. I can promise her a save home and good doctors for her health but she should not expect love from me. I hate woman who are weak and cling to a man."
"I am sorry... i know you didn't want to get married, but since i married soon after becoming King in your place because the elders begged me to."
"maybe she will faint seeing me, you know how scared even our maids get when they see me. Maybe she get so scarred like the Evans daughter or Count Licons daughter and turns down the proposal while running back home crying" he chuckled as he though about it.
"Please don't joke about that Rowan! it would be a catastrophe if this happens a third time" the younger brother begged with worry in his eyes.
"Don't worry Ian, i will talk as less as i can with her and don't show my face often if she is scarred, you know that this marriage is only for public appearance only. Just send the letter, i will go see the doctor know, the wound on my chest just doesn't want to close." he waved his hand as he walked out of the room leaving the Ian at his desk.
He sighed and called his head butler "Please send this letter to the Art Kingdom, and make it as as possible."