The battlefield was in chaos, the sound of swords clashing against each other, and the screams of pain from the soldiers sounded everywhere.
Darion looked back. Valteria's troops were still at least a kilometer away from his position. Meanwhile, behind the ranks, the commanders, nobles, and the captain Rhylen were worried about not being able to arrive in time. The ranks of Valteria and Camus' troops were fighting in something that seemed to last forever. Neither side advanced or retreated, there was only carnage everywhere.
Darion stuck his sword into the ground, and spoke ironically:
``Hey, how about we finish this? I promise that the Valtheria empire will not attack Camus'...´´
Before he could speak, a mocking laugh could be heard in the background. Darion looked at Alba, who was laughing as if she had told the best joke of her life.
``Don't make me laugh, you've lost this war and you want me to surrender?´´
``The Camus Empire has lost many more soldiers than us, you're at a disadvantage´´
But I still have the numerical superiority, don't you think? - He replied mockingly
Darion cursed inwardly. It was true that Camus' casualties were double those of Valtheria, but he still had numerical superiority.
Before he could continue thinking, a dagger grazed his ear.
``Focus on the battle. This will be your last battle before your death´´
Are you sure I'll be the one to die? - Darion replied
``If you manage to kill me, you'll be so weak that even a low-level Camus soldier could defeat you, and...
Alba looked around, pointing at Camus' army. Darion completely forgot that he was surrounded by enemy ranks, but this brought him back to reality
``Then I will take you with me to hell.´´
With that said, Darion shot out using his sword aura. He quickly advanced towards Alba's position, and both swords clashed.
The sudden clash made Alba back off a bit. The next second, Darion launched a series of attacks, from the side, the front, from behind... But nothing.
For Alba, despite her calm face, she felt pressure. She couldn't attack even though Darion left several openings. Alba feared that if he defended his attack with the sword aura, Darion would take advantage to attack her.
The clashes continued to sound, Darion already tired, and with open wounds, he launched himself forward, jumped, did a somersault and appeared behind Alba.
She was taken aback, but quickly created a fireball, and threw it back.
The spell exploded, and threw Darion and Alba to the sides of the battle circle.
Alba quickly stood up, but Darion had to lean on his sword to at least stay on his knees.
Alba took advantage of the situation, and launched a series of fire and wind attacks. Darion, already weakened physically and mentally, could only roll like a croquette for several meters.
``Is that the only thing the son of the sword master can do?´´
Darion stood up clumsily and spat on the ground. A mixture of blood and saliva came out of his mouth.
``They told me you were the bastard son, but you have managed to keep up with me for now. Tell me, did the empire create rumors to keep you a secret?´´
Darion didn't say anything, he looked at Alba, and gripped the handle of his sword tighter.
You won't talk? Where did your pride go? -Alba said with a mocking smile
Instantly, Alba stored a purple ball of magic in her right hand.
Darion stared at the ball, barely able to react.
Oh, considering your look, then it means you know what it is, right? -Alba said mockingly.
Darion nodded, but before he could speak, Alba launched her attack. Darion stepped forward, activated his sword aura, and put his sword in front, intending to cut the ball of energy that was going to kill him.
The ball advanced quickly, but his sword couldn't cut the sphere, and Darion could only hold it back. Darion was sweating and panting, but he couldn't allow that energy to touch him, or he would die instantly.
With his last strength, Darion twisted his hand, and quickly moved away. The ball of energy shifted to the side, and flew upwards. It shattered when it reached 100 meters in height, releasing a shockwave that stunned the nearby soldiers.
Darion sighed and looked at Alba. She had a satisfied smile on her face at seeing Darion so weakened.
C-Crap, I should have brought 5 soldiers with me... - Darion said while coughing and panting.
Alba smiled and snapped her fingers.
Instantly, two men appeared behind him, and slowly advanced towards Darion.
Darion tried to stand, but only managed to weaken himself further and fall to his knees.
The two hooded men removed their hoods and revealed their identity.
Camus's double-edged sword...