Upon sealing the door behind them, Arthur and Commander Lord Van stood in solidarity, ready to face the impending challenge.
Commander Van's respectful bow to Arthur signified his unwavering commitment to their cause and his willingness to sacrifice his life to divert the enemy's focus, ensuring the safety of the king and Chyrum Artemis.
Ascending the stairs, they could hear the hushed voices of Velos Desi soldiers searching for them.
In a strategic move, Arthur chose to confront the enemy in a room where the raging fire was yet to fully engulf the space, giving them a tactical advantage.
As Arthur swung open a door leading to a room still relatively untouched by flames, they found themselves face-to-face with a group of Velos Desi soldiers. The enemy, taken aback by their sudden appearance, was momentarily stunned.
Without hesitation, Arthur lunged forward, prioritizing the elimination of the enemy's mage and healer, key targets that could turn the tide of a skirmish.
Commander Lord Van, with seasoned precision, dragged his sword across the ground, generating a powerful shockwave that staggered the enemy soldiers.
This coordinated assault showcased their tactical acumen and the synergy between a seasoned commander and a skilled vanguard.
The swift and skilled maneuvers of Arthur and Commander Lord Van proved decisive in overcoming the Velos Desi soldiers.
Their combined prowess in combat allowed them to quickly neutralize the threat, showcasing their exceptional abilities and the effectiveness of their training.
However, the victory was bittersweet. As they surveyed the aftermath of the confrontation, they were confronted with the grim sight of their fallen comrades, the loyal warriors of their kingdom, lifeless on the ground. This somber moment was a stark reminder of the brutal reality of their situation. Despite their success in this battle, the cost was significant, and the loss of their fellow soldiers weighed heavily on their hearts.
Arthur and Commander Lord Van, enduring the emotional pain from witnessing the lifeless bodies of their fellow warriors, pressed on towards the main gate of Lion's Gate.
As they approached, they encountered an overwhelming presence of enemy soldiers from Velos Desi.
The scene at the main gate was harrowing. Arthur observed with a heavy heart as the Velos Desi soldiers ruthlessly ensured the demise of their victims.
The enemy warriors were callously setting the lifeless bodies of the fallen defenders ablaze, displaying a level of brutality that deeply affected him.
Fueled by intense anger and sorrow, Arthur stepped forward, his pace steady and eyes ablaze with a fiery determination.
The scene of his fallen comrades being callously burned by the enemy solidified his resolve. He walked towards the Velos Desi soldiers, his sword ready, emanating a palpable aura of rage and defiance.
The captain of the Velos Desi troops, his blade still stained with the blood of Arthur's allies, saw the approaching figure of Arthur.
With a swift motion, he raised his sword and barked orders to his soldiers, signaling them to attack Arthur and eliminate him.
The captain's face was set in a grimace of resolve, aware of the threat Arthur posed but confident in the superiority of his numbers.
Driven by an intense fury at the sight of their fallen comrades being desecrated, Arthur and Commander Lord Van faced the enemy soldiers with a burning resolve.
The captain of the Velos Desi forces, his sword still dripping with the blood of their allies, issued a swift command to his troops to eliminate Arthur and the commander.
Despite being outnumbered, the wrath and determination in Arthur's eyes were unmistakable.
Both he and Commander Lord Van shared a single-minded purpose: to avenge their fallen comrades and to eradicate the enemy forces that had dared to invade their home and dishonor their brethren.
"Let none escape," Arthur commanded solemnly to Commander Lord Van, his sword igniting with the fiery essence of his resolve. The flames crept along the blade, a visual representation of his burning determination.
"As you command," Lord Van replied, equally resolved and sharing Arthur's desire to vanquish every last enemy. His expression was one of unwavering seriousness, reflecting his commitment to stand alongside Arthur in this dire moment.
Arthur and Commander Lord Van stood their ground, facing an overwhelming enemy force. The air crackled with tension, the flames from Arthur's sword casting flickering shadows across their determined faces. With a fierce battle cry, Arthur charged forward, his fiery blade cutting through the air.
Commander Van, a seasoned warrior, followed closely, his own sword a blur of precision and power.
The enemy, taken aback by their ferocity, faltered. Arthur's movements were a dance of flames and steel, each strike imbued with the wrath of the Chyrum.
His sword seemed to extend beyond its physical form, a conduit of his fiery lineage, leaving trails of blazing light as it swept through the enemy ranks.
Commander Van, an embodiment of disciplined strength, moved with lethal efficiency. His strikes were strategic, exploiting every opening, his experience on the battlefield evident in every calculated swing. Together, they fought back-to-back, an unbreakable duo amidst the chaos.
The enemy, despite their numbers, could not withstand their onslaught. Arthur's flames not only consumed his foes but also ignited the spirit of Commander Van, who fought with renewed vigor.
The battlefield turned into a spectacle of fire and steel, the two warriors moving in perfect sync, leaving a trail of defeated enemies in their wake.
In the end, the field was theirs, the enemy army decimated. Arthur and Commander Van stood amidst the carnage, their victory a testament to their skill, bravery, and the unyielding bond between a Vanguard and his commander.