Taste of defeat

The look in his eyes stirring at the direction of the citadel mirror the horror he felt that day, an expression that didn't escape the notice of those in front of him

The knights, battered and bruised, who fought on earnestly for their faith in Aurora and their families took a breather since the enemy is finally cornered.

though the enemy power was immense, his necromantic magic a force that seemed to defy the very laws of nature. The battle at the end tilted in favor of the Church.

At that moment a flicker of movement caught the Ice King's eye. As a figure cloaked in shadow, her presence radiating a power that eclipsed even his own emerged anndd stood beside him.

its that of none other than Bloodmist, the Shadowborn's most formidable warrior, a being of pure blood magic, and horror, well that is if you removed Valkyrie of course as that guys brutally outclassed all of their put together

"Ah, Bloodmist," the Ice King said, his voice a low rumble. "It seems you have finally graced us with your presence."

Bloodmist, her crimson eyes burning with an unnatural intensity, smiled, a chilling display of predatory grace.

the others felt weary of this new comer as her figure radiates immerse power and killing intent, her blood red eyes falling in them seem like the weight of the world on their soul

"I heard you couldn't take care of insect that wishes to disturb my lord," she said in an unnatural tone, her voice a silken caress that sent shivers down the spines of those who heard it. "But I doubt it can match the might of my blood magic."

The Ice King laughed, a hollow, chilling sound. "its as you said, Bloodmist. its as you said." he didn't bother acting high and mighty, this new spell of father Elias had cripple his power to a great deal

Bloodmist pupils glowed with intensity as she made a swift motion as a droplets of her blood became airborne, floating before her with a pulsing glow.

frost king had a crazy look when he saw this move from the get go, it one of bloodmist powerful and signature skill know as bloodstorm

bloodmist channels her blood, transforming it into a swirling vortex of crimson mist. The mist expands outward, engulfing enemies in a deadly embrace.

The blood itself became a deadly weapon in an instant, catching the army of guard even though they were prepared for what to come when they saw the blood

the blood mist tore through flesh and bone, draining the life force of those caught within. swirling like sentient mist that has a will of his own to carry out its master wishes.

The mist is incredibly dense, obscuring the vision of those within, making it difficult for them to see and react

At the same time, the aura surrounding blood mist intensified as the mist engulfing the army continue drains their blood, amplifying her and replenishing her power.

"enough" the white air youngster snapped, slamming both his hands together that generated a powerful gush that push the incoming mist head towards the others away

the air was immediately cleared revealing the surprise look on blood mist face as she look at this young man like one who had find a fascinating toy

"Bloodmist right, "I have heard tales of your power. They say you are a force of nature, a whirlwind of blood and death."

"And I have heard of your prowess too Aethel," Bloodmist replied, her gaze fixed on the dragon. "They say you are a creature of light, a beacon of hope in a world consumed by darkness and have been eager to meet this light

seem like their tale about you aren't wrong at all" blood mist had the look of one that had met a worthy opponent

Aethel chuckles at her words, "why don't we skip the pleasantries then?" tightening his grip on his swords

"you took the words right out of my mouth" blood mist replied as she formed an herberg from the blood around mixed with a droplet of her

Aethel unleashed a torrent flame slash that cut through the air, its intensity a searing inferno that scorched the earth.

Bloodmist countered with a wave of blood weapon, releasing a crimson tide that surged forth, engulfing the flames. The forest trembled as their powers collided, the ground shaking under the force of their clash.

those at the range of their attack scurry away as the distance from those two monster about to dig it out.

While Bloodmist and Aethel clashed, Frost King didn't sit by the side, having notice the effect of the spell had disperse

He raised his hand to initiate a summon, a skeletal warrior, its bones twisted and gnarled, its eyes burning with an unnatural fire, stepped forward. "Go," the Ice King commanded. "Show them the true meaning of fear."

The skeletal warrior dashed forward, its movements swift and deadly, charging towards Anthena a formidable opponent

its bones imbued with a dark magic that made it impervious to most attacks. Its ferocity surpasses even the most seasoned warriors, with each attacks fueled by a hunger for death.

The Ice King's on the other hand charged towards Father Elias with a summoned sword, slashing down on him but was met with a sword slash of father Elias.

"don't underestimate me demon span, I'm an excellent swords man before being chosen by our goddess to shine her light two the darken hearts

the difference between then and now is when ever my sword is drawn, its for the defense of the innocent"

The battle raged on, a whirlwind of blood and bone, light and darkness. The knights of the Church, their numbers dwindling as they fought with a desperate courage against the new wave of undead being summoned

on the side of the two monster, their battle has taking a tough stance as both if them were lock hard on each others throat.

Aethel roared as his form shifts, his scales shimmering with an ethereal light. transforming into his true form, a magnificent white dragon, with wings spanning the width of the forest, his eyes burning with a fierce determination.

Bloodmist did fall shot in this aspect either, her form shimmering with a crimson light, transformed as well.

Her body stretched and contorted, her limbs elongating, her fangs lengthening, her eyes glowing with a malevolent intensity. She became a creature of pure blood magic, a living embodiment of the darkness that consumed the forest.

Their battle end up reminiscing a clash of titans as they danced through the air, their movements a blur of speed and grace, their attacks a whirlwind of fire and blood.

The scene of the battle is nothing shot of pure chaos. both side on a stand still with neither being able to push the other back

Ice King power waning and at its wit end, unleashed a desperate attack. freezing the ground beneath the feet of father Alia and the knights close by, trapping them in a frozen prison.

at the same time up in the sky, the knights, trapped in the Ice King's icy prison, watched in horror as they saw the dragon, their last hope,

is being trapped in bloodmist torrent of blood magic, engulfing him in a crimson tide. his wings scorched, his scales cracked, forcing him down from the sky, as his body came crashing into the earth with a sickening thud.

Seeing this They knew that their defeat was inevitable, that the Shadowborn would soon claim victory.

But just as the darkness seemed to engulf them, a wave of light surged forth, a beacon of hope in the encroaching darkness

The new found hope came from Anthena figure as her body is enveloped and radiating with divine light, one so powerful it disintegrated the undead warrior she was battling with along with the ice holding everyone bound

The Knights with their eyes filled with a newfound determination, broke free from the Ice King's icy prison. charging at the destabilize undead Summons, unleashing their pent up rage of despair on them as their swords flashes in a desperate dance, their cries of defiance echoing through the forest.

Bloodmist, on the other hand had her body weakened, her magic fading, watching in disbelief at the figure she felt is insignificant

its been ages since the last time she felt what defeat is but this time it seem she is going to taste what it felt like once again

They were forced to retreat, due to this unexpected change. she could only grit her teeth as the knights of the Church celebrated their victory, one thing she knew is this war is far from over.

Especially not with High Elf girl having such a strange and powerful power she couldn't tell what it is.

Its powerful enough to weaken her as if suddenly drained of energy and at the same time empowered the weakened and downcast soldiers.

This is nothing like expected, she need to warn the others and they make proper counter for it before they reach the citadel if they ever want to protect Valkyrie.