Chapter 1122: If Destiny Wants A Fight, I’ll Give It One Hell Of A War! [Part 3]
"Hahaha! Did you see that, Zia?!" Camazotz laughed out loud after their army had successfully escaped. "I’m so amazing, right?!"
"Yes, you are," Zia replied.
Camazotz smiled from ear to ear. Hearing Thirteen praise him felt great.
He was also proud of how perfectly he had played his role, allowing their team to attack and retreat at the right moment.
Many of the members of the 69th Battalion and the Valkyries had suffered moderate to serious injuries during the battle.
But none of those injuries were life-threatening.
Of course, that didn’t mean they should let it be. Thirteen planned to send them to the Naval Base so they could recuperate after Shana took a look at them.
Right now, they were headed West, where the Naval Ships of the Central Government were waiting for them to transport the injured Wanderers.
"Well, you did what you had to do, so it’s not all bad," Zapar commented. "It’s just a shame that you weren’t able to hold them long enough for us to completely annihilate the Dragonkin Army."
The battle didn’t last for a long time, but they were still able to annihilate a fifth of the Dragonkin Army in that single clash.
If only they had a few more minutes, Zapar was confident that they could have killed a third of the Dragonkins, which would’ve driven Prince Aurelion and Commander Dravon mad with fury.
"They will also be more prepared next time," Zapar stated before glancing at Zia. "The same trick might not work a second time."