The Magic King himself, Vormene, emerged from his castle, mobilizing 10,000 Magic Guards to aid in the conflict outside the dungeon. Meanwhile, within the dungeon's 85th level, a sorcerer named Gillhenhall Salvos encountered Yatsu and Clymene. Salvos, a wielder of Cryo magic, engaged Yatsu, a Nature magic user, in a tense battle.
Salvos, sneering at Yatsu, conjured an ice barrier between them. Yatsu promptly employed the Blood Clover technique, creating a seal to shatter the ice and launching an attack on Salvos. The sorcerer deftly evaded the assault, drawing his sword to engage Yatsu in close combat.
Their blades clashed fiercely, the metallic ringing echoing in the chamber. Salvos aimed precise strikes, while Yatsu sought openings to counter, their duel a dance of skill and determination.
"Your nature magic is no match for the chill of the Cryo," Salvos taunted, his voice laced with arrogance.
Yatsu remained silent, focusing on the fight at hand, determined to defend and retaliate against Salvos's onslaught. Clymene, witnessing the conflict, anxiously sought an opportunity to support Yatsu against Salvos's aggressive attacks.
"I think it's about time you shut up," Yatsu retorted, launching a powerful burst of Nature magic towards Salvos.
The sorcerer was caught off guard, but managed to dodge the attack just in time. He countered with a barrage of icicles, forcing Yatsu to retreat and dodge the incoming projectiles.
"Is that all you've got, Yatsu?" Salvos mocked, a smirk on his face.
Yatsu gritted his teeth, his eyes locked on Salvos. He knew he had to come up with a new strategy if he wanted to defeat the Cryo magic user. He focused his mind and channeled his energy into his next move.
As Salvos prepared to launch another attack, Yatsu suddenly disappeared from his sight. The sorcerer was caught off guard, and before he could react, he was hit by a powerful Nature magic blast from behind.
"You underestimate the power of Nature magic," Yatsu said, a hint of satisfaction in his voice.
Salvos groaned as he tried to get up, but was quickly knocked back down by a protective shield cast by Clymene.
"You're not going anywhere, Salvos," Clymene said, determination etched on her face.
Salvos glared at Yatsu and Clymene, a fierce determination in his eyes. He knew he had to fight back, no matter the cost.
Meanwhile, outside the dungeon, the battle between the Magic Guards and the enemy forces raged on. The Magic Guards fought valiantly, but they were outnumbered and outmatched. The enemy forces were relentless, and their spells and attacks were taking a toll on the Magic Guards.
Vormene, the Magic King, watched from a distance, his heart heavy with sorrow and regret. He knew that this battle was the result of his own actions, and he was determined to make things right.
"Fall back!" Vormene shouted, his voice echoing across the battlefield. "We need to regroup and come up with a new strategy."
The Magic Guards retreated, their spirits low and their bodies battered. They knew that they had to come up with a new plan, or risk losing the battle and possibly even their lives.
Back inside the dungeon, Salvos and Yatsu continued their fierce battle, their magic and swords clashing in a deadly dance. Salvos was determined to win at any cost, but Yatsu was equally determined to protect himself and Clymene.
Their battle raged on for what seemed like hours, with neither side gaining a clear advantage. But finally, Yatsu managed to land a powerful blow on Salvos, knocking him unconscious.
Clymene let out a sigh of relief, but Yatsu knew that the battle was far from over. They still had to face the enemy forces outside, and they needed the help of the Magic Guards.
As they made their way out of the dungeon, they were met by Vormene and his army of Magic Guards. The Magic King looked at Yatsu and Clymene with a mix of respect and admiration.
"You have fought bravely," Vormene said, his voice filled with pride. "But we still have a long way to go."
Yatsu and Clymene nodded, the determination in their eyes matching that of the Magic King. They knew that the battle was far from over, but they were ready to face whatever came their way.
Together, they marched towards the battlefield, ready to face their enemies and fight for what they believed in. The fate of the kingdom rested on their shoulders, and they were determined to emerge victorious.