Chapter 7: The Battle Begins
The first rays of dawn hit the sky, bathing the village in a white golden light. Adam stood on top of the wooden walls, his eyes fixed on the line of trees beyond. The forest was quiet, but he knew it wouldn't stay that way for long.
Behind him was a work circle in the village. The guards moved to their positions, the trenches were reinforced, and the oil barrels were hoisted up to the upper walls. General Feng, the strategist turned assassin, gave him his final orders Defenders, his living voice echoed in the morning sky.
"Keep your eyes sharp, your nerves calm!" Feng shouted. The enemy will test our defenses, but we will not be defeated!
Adam's hands clenched around his weapon - the powerful short sword Garrett had given him. The wolf's fangs still clung to his belt, a reminder of the battles he had fought to get to this point. His spiritual power surged within him, his fire and lightning qualities **Aka roar** He whispered forcefully.
"Arama."
He turned and saw Pir Bai coming, sad.
Bai said quietly, "He's coming.
Arama shook his head, his eyes widening. "I'm ready. "
After a while, the sound of hundreds of leaves reached Adam's ears. The soldiers emerged from the forest in a state of confusion, their weapons gleaming in the sun. There were dozens of them, their weapons gleaming with them Sentences
In their minds was a tall man wearing dark armor, his face covered by a helmet in the shape of a snarling wolf. His aura was very different from that of a bully but his masters could control it.
<**Can be inspected**>
<**Name:** Garon Greg
**Level:** Foundation Stage 4
**Health Points:** 800/800
**Spiritual Energy:** 150/150
** Skills:** [Cleave Strike], [Wolf's Wul - Fear Aura], [Iron skin].
**Attack Level:** Very High. **>
Adam's stomach clenched. Garon was stronger than he had expected.
Fang walked beside him, narrowing his eyes and scanning the approaching force. "They are testing our mettle," Feng said. "We will not accept them."
"Archers!" Feng shouted. "Let's chase!"
Several villagers came forward with bows, arrows cut and ready.
"Shoot!"
Arrows flew, darkening the sky for a moment before raining down on the soldiers. The first wave caught some of them by surprise, others fell as the arrows found their mark. But Garron raised his hand, and a wave of spirit rushed in, creating a barrier that would deflect the next wave.
"Press forward!" Garon shouted, his voice echoing across the battlefield.
The soldiers marched to the gates, their battle cries echoing in the air.
"Preparing for the impact!" Feng shouted.
As the first wave of soldiers hit the pits, Adam's heart began to race. The sound of steel hitting wood and the sounds of battle filled the air. Adam leapt from the wall and joined the defenders in front.
A soldier charged at him, a curved blade pointed at his chest. Adam slid to the side, his quickness allowing him to move straight. he He attacked with his own blows, his blade cutting through the man's leather armor, drawing blood.
<**Health Points: Enemy -25. **>
Another attacker came at him, this one wielding a large axe. Adam activated **Shadowmeld**, slipping into the shadows and reappearing behind the man. He struck him with a blast of fiery energy, the soldier's armor bursting into flames and sending him flying.
<**A very big hit! Health: Enemy -70. **>
Around him the defenders fought bravely, but the soldiers kept up their attack. Garron stood back to give orders and watch the battle with cold calculation.
"Garron is not here," Adam whispered. He was waiting for the right moment to strike. "
Fang appeared beside him, his face stained with blood. "We have to take their leader," Feng said. "Without us, this fight will never end. "
Adam shook his head and hardened his mind. "I'll handle it. "
"Are you sure?" Feng asked with great intensity.
"I have no choice," Adam said. Let the rest focus on the competition. I want to pull him out"
Feng hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Good luck, kid."
Adam took a deep breath and summoned all the spiritual strength he could muster. His body burned with the intensity of fire and lightning as he walked Before, eyes caught on Garon.
"Corona!" Adam shouted, his voice cut off by the noise. "Feed me!"
The mercenary turned to Adam, his face stiff with shock. The next moment he let out a soft laugh, which turned into a deep, terrifying laugh.
"You?" Garon said, his voice thick with disdain. "Do you think you can stand up to me?"
"I'll do that," Adam said as his face cracked. Thunder "You stop."
Garon's aura flared up and the battlefield became colder. The soldiers surrounding him stepped back, making way for their leader.
"Very well," Garron said, raising his greatsword. "Let's see if you are brave enough to face it."
Adam's face hardened as Garon began to move forward. The fight was fierce, but in that moment the world seemed to be the same for the two of them.
The final battle has begun.
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