The battlefield echoed with the sounds of war. Swords clashed with brutal force, the high-pitched clinking of metal meeting metal rising above the roar of the battle. Magic flared in bursts of power—fireballs collided midair with violent explosions, streams of water crashed into walls of earth, and the sharp crackle of lightning punctuated the chaos. It was an elemental storm, and the human and demon armies were locked in a fight to the death.
Yet, all the fighting seemed to pale in comparison to the deadly clash unfolding on the far edge of the battlefield. Mazuka, Mayra, and Aya had cornered the Demon King, Xedeth, isolating him from his forces. The trio knew that this fight would determine the course of the war. Xedeth was no ordinary opponent; he was a master of battle, and his sheer presence radiated power.
