Chapter 91: The Battle of Al-Rafid 3
Kaizer and Bjorn stood side by side, both of their eyes glancing down on the battlefield from above like overarching gods. Kaizer had a calm expression while Bjorn grinned widely, even though the scene below showed Kaizer’s people winning greatly.
"Hahaha, this is interesting! Well, Overlord, after your people win, what’s the plan? Will all of you fight me together or will you fight me alone?" Bjorn finished his question with slightly narrowed eyes.
Kaizer felt immense pressure begin to act upon him, letting him know that the moment he gave the wrong answer, battle would ensue. As the young man frowned and pondered how best to answer based on the situation, a gust of sudden wind appeared and struck at Kaizer, sending him flying into a nearby wall, embedding him deep within.
The gust of wind revealed itself to be a young man with extremely light brown hair, a slender build, and a windbreaker that covered the lower half of his face, only revealing his dark eyes. The fellow stood protectively in front of Bjorn, speaking quickly.
"Brother, you must leave quickly! The situation downstairs is not good, and we are destined to lose! I will hold this bastard back while you take the lead!" Soren said quickly, his body beginning to vibrate on the spot.
However, all Soren got was a whack to the face, sending him flying to another side and crashing through some gargoyle statues. Bjorn, who hit him, had a mixture of a cold and apologetic expression.
"Thank you for the concern, Brother, but there is no way I will lose to an upstart like this, not to mention that Valhalla spurns all those who flee from battle." Bjorn stated while glancing towards Soren casually.
"Now as for you..." Bjorn said menacingly as he cracked his neck, his muscles rippling as his power surged through them.
The dust settled, and Kaizer walked out of the area where he had been sent crashing into without a single scratch on his person, only a slightly dented psychic barrier to show for all of Soren’s hard work.