Having to deal with mutated animals from day to noon—the male Dark Elf anticipated having the night for himself. He was hoping that he would spend his ti, grooming the plants in his garden but that was not possible now.
Instead of having the night for himself, he found his daughter was in danger.
Knowing how cruel the world could be—his entire family wore a rare artifact.
It was tied to the life force of the wearer, and would send distress signals to the others if the wearer's life force was dropping. Even if it hasn't co to that point yet, the wearer was able to activate the distress signal manually.
Upon finishing the mission from King Jorik, he and his wife returned back to the capital city.
Along the way, his wife realized that she had lost her artifact, maybe from the earlier battle.
Because of that, the pair returned with the hope of finding the artifact.
However, his artifact was soon activated, heating up rapidly.
Since his wife's artifact was lost, he initially thought that soone had taken the artifact and was attacked, thus activating the artifact. It was karma for the person who took it, he did not feel pity at all.
Once he arrived at the scene, however, he found Naela sprawled on the stream.
Her body was soaked with her own lifeblood.
Instead of what he initially thought, the worst happened.
He and his wife were in the area thus they were able to reach Naela quite quickly.
Knowing that Naela is in good hands, the male Dark Elf decides to suppress his emotions.
As opposed to going back and checking whether his daughter was alright—he stayed behind to get to the bottom of the situation here. Investigating the area, he only saw blood, not even one single remains.
"Our sentries made regular checks here, who is attacking?" He mused in confusion.
Boom!
Hearing the sound of battle in the distance, the male Dark Elf frowned.
Not staying idle, he quickly went over to the source of the sound, to see what went down.
It didn't take long before he reached the source of the battle.
He was about a mile away from the battle—and from the distance he saw a phantom moving at neck-breaking speed. Keeping up with its speed was a struggle even for him, but he could tell that the phantom was chasing sothing equally fast.
Determining who they were was too hard, it would be futile for him.
As opposed to doing that, he kept track of their energies.
But then, as he followed the battle, he stumbled across a remain.
Unlike the ones from earlier, this one was still recognizable.
It was a very fresh corpse with the torso gone, ripped off from the looks of it.
Kneeling beside the corpse, the male Dark Elf checked its pants—and found that it belonged to one of the Dark Elf corps, "If Lord Kyran, really is the one howling, then soone, must be angering him. And this sentry is unfortunate to be nearby"
Troubled, the male Dark Elf paid his respect and continued on ahead.
He followed the battle and realized sothing.
"Both of them are gradually moving to the east. It seed to be a high-speed chase, but just in case, I'll check if there are any sentries to the east," the male Dark Elf mused—and dashed to the side, searching for other sentries that might get dragged into this.
Since the battle was chaotic and all over the place, he was able to lap them.
Moving past the battle, he reached the east first.
"Sir Zyrkan, is there a fight nearby? Should I report back to Lady Iris?" A Dark Elf above a tree looked down and saw the male Dark Elf, Zyrkan approaching. He sensed the bad battle in the distance and didn't know what to do.
Fortunately, Zyrkan was here to help him decide.
Upon hearing this, Zyrkan nodded his head, "Report back to Lady Iris,"
"Also, call all of the sentries in the area and tell them to go back. My order" He instructed.
Nodding his head, the Dark Elf took out a flute and blew on it.
It was a spell that would tell the other sentries to go back.
Just before the Dark Elf left, he looked down at Zyrkan once again, "Sir, there's a colony of Humans passing the border. I was about to ask if there's any authorized passing, but since this happened, should I tell them to flee too?"
"Humans...?" Zyrkan frowned. "Go on ahead, I'll tell them"
Other than the Humans from Dargena City, there shouldn't be any Humans in the area.
Even though Dargena City said nothing about the colony, they must be Humans from there.
Pointing in the direction of the Human colony—Zyrkan moved once again, he needed to reach them before the battle did. Zyrkan whistled and from the side, a mutated panther ca from the side to co to his aid.
It belonged to his wife who is apart of the Night Sisters but it also ca to know him.
Now that he was riding the mutated panther, he was even faster.
Soon, he saw several blobs of light in the distance, which he assud to be the colony.
Glancing to the side, Zyrkan gritted his teeth as he saw the fierce battle was about to reach the colony before he did, 'If I use the spell to increase our speed, we could reach the colony and give them enough ti to escape'
Nodding his head, Zyrkan channeled his dark nature energy.
Dark bronze energy began to swirl on the mutated panther's hind legs, enhancing them.
But as the spell was about to propel them forward, a shadow struck from the side.
Zyrkan leaned his head back as a dagger brushed past, inches away from slitting his neck.
He fell from the mutated panther but landed on his feet, ready for a battle.
Likewise, the mutated panther turned into a black smoke and materialized behind him
It snarled and bared its fangs at the tree to the side.
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Coming out of it nonchalantly was a figure that looked Human.
But behind her were crimson wings, the exact sa shade as her glowing eyes.
'An Angel...? I thought they were still beyond the Saltura Bridge, how could they reach here?'
Zyrkan was perplexed, the Angels shouldn't already be here.
He had heard about the Angels captured in Dargena City but even then—that was a peculiar case, there shouldn't be many Angels roaming around here. On top of that, if there were, the sentries would've picked up their senses.
No matter how fast or sneaky they were, the sentries would sense them.
'Unless, did they find a ans to travel without using energy...?' He thought, frowning.
Focusing back on the mont, Zyrkan carefully kept his eyes on the woman.
Smiling arrogantly, the woman stopped right in front of Zyrkan, drew her sword, and marked the ground in front of her with it in a straight line. It was obvious what she was trying to say, 'go through this line and you're dead', she said from that gesture alone.
Zyrkan frowned harder, 'But why...? What is the purpose of this?'
...
Rex stopped mid-track and raised his gaze.
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