From the moment Vela and Asura appeared, the battle ended. Tremendous explosions and flames burned the undead monsters, yet the glade remained untouched by the dragon's breath.
No matter how resilient and fearsome the undead legion might have seemed. The moment the undead couldn't resist the breath of Xavida seemed to spell their end.
'Phew... it seems they are all here.'
'Should I rush to them, or wait for that excited girl to come down?'
Asura thought while watching Xavida, who carried several Valkyrie and the Vela on her back.
"It seems I should clear the ground and wait for her to calm down... haha."
Instead, he pushed his army towards where the sword saintess and the valkyries were fighting to push the undead back to the border.
'I cannot believe that the lands ahead... have become like this.'
'These damn undead.'
