~Fierce Battle~
the battlefield, Lansel, Dionysios, Marius, and General Hecter fought in perfect sync, their swords and powers a blur as they cut through the Develdions' ranks. Lansel's jade green sword sliced through the enemy with deadly precision, while Dionysios's sapphire blue armor glowed with an inner light, amplifying his strength.
Marius, the God of War, wielded his spear with devastating effect, its power fueled by his unyielding fury. General Hecter fought with tactical brilliance, his sword strikes coordinated with Lansel and Dionysios's movements, their bond and trust forged in the heat of battle.
As they advanced, the four warriors left a trail of defeated foes in their wake. Lansel's powers allowed him to anticipate and counter every attack, while Dionysios's magic enhanced his physical prowess, making him nearly unbeatable in close combat.
Marius's war cry echoed across the battlefield, striking fear into the hearts of their enemies, as General Hecter's strategic mind guided their assault, exploiting weaknesses in the Develdions' lines.
As the four warriors pushed forward, they began to gain ground, their movements fluid and synchronized. Lansel's sword sliced through the enemy lines, creating openings for Dionysios to exploit with his enhanced strength. Marius's spear struck true, piercing the hearts of their foes, while General Hecter's tactical guidance ensured their flanks remained secure.
The Develdions, however, refused to yield. They regrouped, their numbers seemingly endless, and launched a counterattack. The four warriors stood firm, their bond and determination unshakeable.
In the heat of the battle, Lansel and Dionysios found themselves back-to-back, their swords moving in perfect harmony. Marius and General Hecter fought on either side, their movements a blur as they held off the enemy hordes.
Neev, the Moon goddess and Lucretzia, the witch stood by the fortress, between the archers shooting arrows on their enemies. Neev raised her hands and an ethereal glow surrounded her. She created a silver bow and arrows with the energy of the moon within her. Once she shoot any demon-possessed being, it'll be purified that instant and will faint in the battlefield.
Lucretzia stood alongside Neev, her magic weaving with protection and attack. She summoned tendrils of shadowy energy, binding and disorienting the demon-possessed beings, making it easier for Neev to shoot them with her arrows.
For a time, Niamh aimed her arrow at General Sullivan. Lucretzia helped her bind him with her magic and Niamh released the arrow.
"Get well father, and come back to us" the arrow flew in a frightening speed straight and pierced directly on his check. General Sullivan froze for a while and gazed up at the direction it came, he could see the Queen staring back at him. It's obvious it came from her. Slowly, he fell on his knees and darkness took over.
"Retreat!"
"Retreat!"
"General is down!" The Develdions retreated.
"Victory! Victory!" The Titans chanted and returned to the city gate. A roaring cheer took over from the soldiers. Lansel, Dionysios, general Hecter and Marius this was not over. Damien isn't here, that means he's preparing something huge. It's more like he tested their capabilities to see if the Moon Realm can beat Develdion in the war, they did actually.
Suddenly, their rejoice was cut short by a screeching growl. A fierce looking dragon emerged, on its back was the Demon King- Damien, as expected.
Four other dragons appeared in the sky, making five.
Neptune, the sea god, stood tall beside Neriah. "Let's do this, my water goddess" he glanced at her. Neriah nodded with a smile. Her eyes brimming with determination.
Neptune's eyes fixed on the five dragons descending upon them. Neriah, with her own water powers, raised her hands, and a wave of crystal clear water shot forth, merging with Neptune's oceanic fury.
Together, they created a maelstrom of epic proportions, the dragons struggling to stay aloft as the turbulent waters buffeted them. Neptune's trident struck true, its prongs piercing the scales of the nearest dragon, while Neriah's water powers allowed her to slip behind the beast, her sword slicing through its vulnerable underside.
The second dragon fell to Neptune's stormy wrath, its wings battered by the relentless waves. Neriah took advantage of the opening, her water powers propelling her forward like a torpedo, her sword flashing in the sunlight as she struck the dragon's exposed heart.
Meanwhile, the third dragon was attacking those at the field, Lansel and the rest. It breathed in, heating up its system and breathed out fire but Lansel used his wind powers to create a shield around them.
When the dragon was done breathing out fire to its content, it growled seeing that everyone was unscathed. It's red eyes blazed and it stroke Lansel with it claws. Lansel stumbled few meters away before maintaining his stamina. His sword still fisted in his hand. Lansel snarled at the dragon, the blade of his sword glowed Jade green as energy surged through it.
He lept, striking bold and true at the dragon. Marius took the advantage and went beneath the dragon, his spear tearing the dragon's delicate flesh. The dragon growled painfully as Lansel's sword landed in its left eye and Marius's spear kept tearing its lower flesh. Lansel plucked out the sword from it's eye and jumped down. He and Dionysios combined their powers and struck the dragon. Letting out one last deafening growl, it dropped dead.
As they faced the fourth dragon, Neriah unleashed a torrent of water, her powers augmented by Neptune's own. The dragon stumbled, its wings faltering, as the two water wielders pressed their advantage. Neptune's trident and Neriah's sword struck in perfect sync, defeating the beast.
The fifth dragon, the largest and most fearsome, loomed before them. Damien wasn't on its back. That was noted as strange.
Neptune and Neriah exchanged a nod, their movements a blur as they combined their powers for a final, crushing assault. The dragon let out a deafening roar as it fell, defeated by the unstoppable duo.
With the five dragons vanquished, the tide of the battle shifted irrevocably in favor of the Moon Realm. But with Damien still alive somewhere in the Moon Realm, the war is not over. Though the Moon Realm was shielded by the power of the moon, Damien could still break through it with it's dark energy.
The warriors on the field and those in the fortress exchanged knowing glances. The war that is remaining is between darkness and light.
Niamh looked around, she knew something was off. If Damien is somewhere in the Moon Realm, then he has every opportunity to lay his hands on the Queen Mother, her mother, sister and brother.
Without thinking twice, she disappeared.
"Your Grace!" Nicklaus and Lucretzia yelled.