A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 1092: The Old Lion Woman



"Stay quiet and stay low," Nala whispered to the surrounding commanders, her gaze fixed on the patrol as they drew closer.

The soldiers around her nodded, tense and ready. Just as the patrol crossed the open, a sudden movement erupted from the trees. Tiger Demi-Humans sprang from a bush, powerful claws glinting in the faint light.

With a series of coordinated strikes, they descended upon the unsuspecting soldiers. With a smile, Nala watched her soldiers dragging the bodies back into the forest as she looked at the tiger's commander, "Silvia, take your troops and attack from the North once you see the signal."

The tiger woman saluted before vanishing into the underbrush. She turned to the wolves and said, "Marcus, you attack from the East when you see the signal."

"Yes Your Majesty," the wolf man saluted.

Nala turned to the Bear Demi-Humans, "Brutus; you guys will charge in from the West and take them by surprise with your strength."

The big man nodded before they followed her command; once all the soldiers were in place, she sent Talila a message. [Attacking the Alliance will cause chaos until reinforcement arrives. Once they do, I will send several cohorts to help you, sister]

Following that, Nala readied herself by casting Enhancement Magic on herself; she felt her strength double as she burst out of the forest before casting dozens of Earth Bolts that sliced through the air and struck a tent, causing it to explode due to the force.

As that happened, chaos erupted, and the rest of the Demi-Humans attacked from all sides as Nala punched an Alliance commander, causing the man's head to explode before she unsheathed her sword and cut down dozens of soldiers with ease.

The lioness smiled before butchering the surprised enemies as the tigers, bears, and wolves crashed into the camp. Nala could fight powerful opponents thanks to years of training and Archer's mana running through her body.

Her blade cleaved through several commanders before her Earth Blast took out a group of zealots. While this happened, the other Demi-Humans butchered the shocked enemies until a spell appeared in the distance.

When Nala saw this, she transformed into her Primal form and let out an earth-shaking roar, which signaled the soldiers to retreat. However, she stayed behind to kill more soldiers with a new spell she had acquired.

"Earthquake!" Nala cast with an excited smile.

The ground started to shake as a cavern opened up in the middle of the Alliance camp, causing thousands of soldiers to fall to their deaths just as a wave of deadly spells shot over her and hit the falling enemy.

Explosions lit up the night as the Draconians retreated to their beach holdout after causing chaos for the Alliance.

***

Talila read the lioness's message and sighed, causing the female commander named Sunny to speak, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

"The 1st and 2nd are locked down due to the giant Alliance army attacking them," she replied to the woman. "We have to wait for reinforcements."

She could see the soldiers' apprehension etched on their faces and pressed on. "We have three thousand soldiers available to clear the ships. We'll take them out one by one while waiting."

Everyone nodded in agreement. She quickly organized the soldiers into groups, her voice steady and commanding. "I'll take fifty troops down the main hallway to the ship's guns. The rest of you will secure this area; it's large enough to hold our position."

Sunny questioned with worry in her voice, "Will that many soldiers be enough, Your Majesty?"

Talila's red eyes narrowed, a flicker of annoyance crossing her face. "Have you forgotten that I'm a dragon now?" she replied, her tone firm.

The woman nodded as her eyes widened, "Sorry, Your Majesty."

After that, Talila ordered more Dragonknights to guard the hallway entrances while checking how they came. One that was dealt with, she left the foyer behind with the soldiers close behind.

They crept down the dimly lit corridor, their footsteps muffled by the thick layer of blood that coated the floor. The walls were smeared with crimson, and body parts lay gruesomely strewn about, remnants of a battle long since lost.

"These creatures must have caught the crew off guard,' Talila mused.

She noticed the air was heavy with the stench of death, and an unsettling silence enveloped them, broken only by the soft, sickening squelch of their movements. As they advanced deeper into the darkness, a chill ran down Talila's spine.

She could feel something watching them, lurking just beyond the shadows. The soldiers held their weapons at the ready, eyes darting nervously, scanning every flicker of movement, but something gave them a bad feeling.

While moving, Talila was at the front, thinking as she scanned a mana shell storage room, 'Are there anyone alive? Liv was on board, she had to have survived.'

Suddenly, a deep growl erupted from behind the group, shattering the silence. Blightborns ambushed the rear guard, their twisted forms emerging from the shadows like nightmarish

phantoms.

They lunged at the soldiers unnaturally, teeth bared and claws glinting in the dim light. Chaos erupted as the soldiers screamed and fought back, but the Blightborns were relentless.

Talila spun around and started firing mana arrows at the creatures as they took down a few soldiers while others hacked more Blightborns apart. More of them attacked from the front, causing her to shout, "Ambush! Fight these evil things, and let's take back our ship!"

When realizing she couldn't use a bow anymore, she drew her twin short swords, their blades glinting ominously in the dim light. She surged forward with a fierce battle cry, a blur of movement as she leaped into the fray.

The Blightborns, caught off guard by her sudden assault, turned to face her, but it was too late. Talila danced through their ranks, her blades slicing through the air. 'I'll deal with them,' she thought when she saw some knights get taken down.

One monster lunged at her, jaws snapping, but the silver-haired elf twisted while driving her sword into its side. It let out a chilling screech before collapsing in a heap. Talila spun around, her swords carving arcs of death as she moved.

Talila dealt with several creatures while pondering, "They are easy to kill, but way too many of them!'

She struck, dodging and countering, each blow a testament to her well-honed skill. Blood sprayed the ship's walls as she cut down one creature after another, the scent of death mingling with the adrenaline pumping through her veins.

***

While Archer's wives fought, the Alliance was in chaos as the Novgorod Emperor dispatched several armies to Pluoria to attack the Devils. The older man sat in his battle room with a few

generals.

He looked at the Pope and questioned, "Have you finished collecting those crazy

worshippers?"

Jeremiah nodded, "Yes, my lord, they are ready to be deployed. Should we send them to the

Lionheart Kingdom?"

"Yes, the other army is attacking the last Lionheart fortress, and it will fall in a few months, which is good," Anatoly replied. "Why are they attacking now?"

That's when a young woman spoke professionally, "Rumors speak off one of the White Dragons interests are inside after she led the rebellion."

Anatoly grew curious and questioned, "Who is this woman?"

''Inara Silvermane, the bandit general of the Lionheart Kingdom," the woman answered. "She is a notoriously stubborn warrior who has given us trouble since invading Pluoria."

"The old lion woman? Why would the White Devil be interested in elders?" Yevdokiya asked in an annoyed tone. "If you dispatch me, father, I will defeat her."

Anatoly smiled when hearing his daughter's declaration but shook his head, "I have a feeling the Devil will return, and you will respond to what other move he makes."

The young woman spoke up again, her tone urgent. "Our spies report that he plans to target Avidia; the Duskfire Elves have been hitting his shipping lanes and raiding his outposts." Anatoly turned to an elderly general at his side. "Good. Send three armies to the Duskfire Empire. Ensure our allies don't fall, and ensure Empress Embera knows we're here to support

her."

The general agreed and saluted him before leaving the room to complete his orders. Yevdokiya commented, "Can I take my legon south? We haven't been to Avidia." "Yes, and make sure you stay safe; these Devils are devious and love to use underhanded tactics to get the upper hand," he informed the young woman.

Anatoly studied her, noting the fierce blue eyes and the flawless cut of her short, gray hair- just like her mother's. 'Yev is mine,' he thought possessively. 'She won't be marrying anyone.'n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The emperor spiraled into strange and creepy thoughts, considering his youngest daughter in ways a father shouldn't. Everyone knew about his obsession with Princess Yevdokiya, which caused his marriage to break down.

Empress Anatasia and the Princess had distanced themselves from him, but Anatoly didn't care as he stared at his daughter's hourglass figure. He didn't realize that a spy had taken this information to the Draconians, which Archer would undoubtedly use.

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