Chapter 260: Protect Arkansas (End) The Aftermath
The arrival of the Astellian forces turned the tide. The defenders, bolstered by the reinforcements, launched a counterattack. Lyan led the charge, his magic glaive cleaving through enemies with unparalleled power. Josephine, with Magria by her side, unleashed a torrent of fiery devastation. Gildevart, Borton, and the others fought with renewed vigor, their skills and determination unmatched.
The Astellian knights cut through the enemy ranks with disciplined precision, their formation unbreakable. Captain Julius and Arnold coordinated their forces with expert strategy, targeting key points in the enemy’s line. The combined might of the defenders and the Astellian reinforcements proved overwhelming. Lyan’s smiled in admiration looking at the beautiful formation and the swift commands given by the commander.
As the battle raged on, the enemy forces began to crumble. Their lines broke under the relentless assault, and their spirit shattered. The defenders and their allies pressed forward, driving the enemy back and capturing many of their soldiers. The battlefield was a scene of chaos and victory, the air filled with the sounds of triumph.
As the last of the enemy forces were routed, Lyan stood amidst the battlefield, his chest heaving with exertion. He looked around at the faces of his allies, their expressions a mix of relief and exhilaration. The city of Arkansas had been defended, they’d won.
Amidst the aftermath of the battle, Julius approached Lyan, his face showing a mix of relief and respect. "Thank you for your efforts, Evocatore," he said, his voice carrying the weight of sincere gratitude.
Lyan snorted, wiping the sweat and grime from his brow. "You’re asking too much for defending the city with such limited resources and men," he replied, a hint of sarcasm in his tone, though his eyes betrayed a hint of appreciation for the Astellian reinforcements.
Arnold, finally meeting the one who recommended him to the crown prince, stepped forward. He greeted Lyan with a nod, his posture strong and confident. "I’m Arnold. It’s an honor to finally meet you. Let’s work together to bring this conflict to an end."
Lyan assessed Arnold for a moment before nodding in return.
(Ah.. Is it the guy who fought with Griselda the other day?) (Lyan)
"Where is that prince now?" he asked, looking around as if expecting to find him amidst the chaos.
As if on cue, William – the crown prince, known to Lyan as Erich – appeared, a cheerful grin on his face. "I never doubted your abilities, Lyan," he said, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of admiration and camaraderie.