At the break of dawn, the entire camp was shrouded in a tense yet eagerly anticipated atmosphere. Leia and Sylas stood at the forefront of the troops, their figures appearing particularly resolute in the rising sunlight. The surrounding soldiers, though with different faces, all had a glint of unwavering determination in their eyes, ready to face the impending battle.
Leia surveyed her surroundings, sensing the flame in each soldier's heart, a determination to fight for their faith and homeland. She drew her longsword, its tip reflecting a dazzling light in the sunlight, and shouted, "Warriors, today, we will face together those who seek to destroy our homeland. Remember, we fight not only for survival, but for everything we deeply love!"
Sylas's gaze was as sharp as cold stars, clad in battle armor, exuding unquestionable power. His voice, cold and powerful, echoed in the heart of every soldier: "Do not forget, the combined strength of the dragon race and humans. Our enemies will witness our power today!"
As the orders were given, the soldiers began to move in an orderly manner, the entire camp operating like a precise machine. Leia and Sylas mounted their warhorses, standing at the forefront of the formation, their gaze firmly fixed on the distant horizon, where the enemy was about to arrive.
Suddenly, the ground began to tremble slightly, and in the distance, dust was flying as a massive enemy army rapidly approached. Their flags fluttered in the wind, each bearing a chilling emblem - it was the army of Darien, and their arrival signaled the beginning of a bloody battle.
Leia tightly gripped her longsword, her hand trembling slightly not out of fear, but due to the suppressed passion for battle. She glanced back at the soldiers behind her, her eyes filled with trust and encouragement. Then she turned her head, her gaze once again becoming resolute. "Warriors, prepare for battle!"
Sylas then locked his gaze on the distant enemy forces, his indifference tinged with a desire for the impending battle, "Let them witness the majesty of the dragonkin."
As the war drums resounded, the tense atmosphere solidified into an impending storm. The banners of the Darien forces fluttered in front of the formation, while Leia, Sylas, Aiven, and Minah stood closely together, ready to face the oncoming battle.
Leia tightly gripped the long sword in her hand, her golden hair flying in the wind of the battlefield, her blue eyes shining with the determination of battle. She turned to her companions and said, "Remember, we fight for justice, to protect everything we love. No matter what enemy we face, we will not back down!"
Sylas stood beside Leia, his eyes cold and sharp, as if able to see into the souls of their enemies. He looked disdainfully at the opposition and coldly responded, "Let these foolish humans witness the power of the dragon race. They will regret starting this war."
Evan and Minah are also ready for battle. Evan's eyes are determined, and the dual swords in his hands gleam with a cold light; while Minah chants softly, surrounded by a magical aura of protection and healing.
As the battle begins, Leia charges into the enemy ranks like a fierce tiger, her long sword dancing in her hand like the wind. Each swing is precise, and the enemies fall one after another under her blade. Her fighting style is both fierce and elegant, as if she is dancing on the battlefield. Her courage and strength become the hope in the hearts of the soldiers.
Sylas demonstrates the pride of the dragon race with overwhelming power and speed. His attacks are as fierce as a storm, making every strike leave the enemy in despair. His presence on the battlefield is like a phantom, swiftly moving among the enemies, leaving behind chaos and fear.
Meanwhile, Aiven stands steadfastly like a rock, guarding the flanks of Leia and Minah. Every swing of his sword is firm and powerful, building an indestructible line of defense for his companions. As for Minah, she supports her comrades from the rear with her magic, her healing light shining on the battlefield, bringing hope and vitality to the wounded soldiers.
Four people cooperated in combat, forming an unstoppable force. Under their leadership, the influence of Darien began to gradually decline, and the balance of the battle shifted towards the side of justice.
In the midst of intense combat, Leia suddenly shouted loudly, "Watch closely, Sylas! This is the courage of humanity!" Her voice echoed across the battlefield, full of challenge and resilience.
Sylas Although he did not express his opinion, in the face of repeated powerful attacks, he had to admit that the courage and resilience of these humans were indeed worthy of respect. A smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth, a testament to his love for battle and his respect for his comrades.
As the battle grew more intense, both sides fought with all their might for their beliefs and goals. The display of Leia and Sylas on the battlefield showcased not only their strength, but also their aspirations and determination for the future.
In this life-and-death battle, every soldier is a hero, weaving a magnificent war song with their own flesh and blood. Leia and Sylas, as the core of this battle, each of their attacks determines the course of the fight.
As the battle rages on, both sides have paid a great price, with casualties strewn across the battlefield and the air filled with the smell of blood. But neither Leia nor Sylas show any sign of backing down, their eyes filled only with a thirst for victory.
Just as the battle reached its most intense moment, Darien finally appeared on the battlefield in person. His arrival was like a dark force, bringing a new variable to the battlefield. Leia and Sylas almost immediately noticed his presence, and the key to this battle lay in defeating Darien.
Darien looked at Leia and Sylas before him, a cold smile forming at the corner of his mouth. "Do you really think you can stop me? You are nothing but ants."
Leia's eyes sparkled with an unyielding light as she brandished her long sword and charged at Darien, "For justice, even an ant will choose to resist!"
Sylas was equally unyielding, his voice as cold as ice, " Darien, your end has come."
With the charge of Leia and Sylas, the battle entered its most crucial moment. The forces of both sides collided at this moment, causing the entire battlefield to tremble.
As the battle progressed, the figures of Leia and Sylas became more prominent on the battlefield. Amidst the flying dust, Leia resembled a Valkyrie on the battlefield, her long sword dancing and enemies falling one after another. Her fighting style was both bold and wild, each attack filled with indomitable fighting spirit and fearless courage. Her shouts echoed on the battlefield, "Come on, enemies! Feel the power of justice!"
Sylas reveals extraordinary combat prowess with his imposing dragon heritage. Each of his attacks seems to carry the force of a storm, unleashing a relentless barrage of powerful magical and physical assaults that leave enemies in despair. His indifferent gaze glimmers with the light of battle, and with every fallen foe, he coldly taunts, "This is the fate of challenging the dragon race, foolish humans."
On the other side of the battlefield, Minah and Aiven are also playing their roles. Aiven stands firm as a rock, his dual swords carving a path through the enemy ranks, his steadfastness not only protecting his comrades but also inspiring courage in the soldiers to advance. Minah, on the other hand, provides healing and support for her comrades from the rear with her magic, her presence on the battlefield akin to a beacon of hope, offering the wounded soldiers a chance at rebirth.
In every moment of battle, it is a test of courage, strength, and wisdom. After a fierce skirmish, a rival elite warrior suddenly appeared beside Leia, and she immediately confronted him without hesitation. As their swords clashed, sparks flew, but Leia remained resolute, shouting loudly as she exerted all her strength to repel the enemy.
Meanwhile, Sylas faced several enemies attempting to surround him. With a sneer, he gathered magical energy around him to form a powerful barrier, then let out a roar as a mighty magical wave swept away all the approaching enemies.
The battle has escalated to a fever pitch. Leia and Sylas stand back to back, their eyes meet, and they can feel each other's determination and trust without the need for words. Leia smiles and says, "We will definitely win this battle!"
Sylas remains expressionless, but in that moment, a glint of agreement flashes in his eyes, "As long as you humans don't hold us back."
Darien personally led the elite forces to charge at Leia and her group, and the battle once again fell into a stalemate.
As the battle progressed, Leia and Sylas gradually felt the increasing pressure, but in their hearts, there was more desire for victory and trust in each other.
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