In the castle, the atmosphere is also charged with a feeling of revenge and superiority. Carina, a fierce and agile cat-woman, growls with barely contained fury.
"I want Xin, leave him to me, I'll avenge that damn-Nyahh!" Her voice is a growl, her claws extending and retracting in anticipation.
The captain responded with a calm nod.
"All right, Carina, he's yours..." He understood Carina's thirst for vengeance; after all, he also wanted a piece of Xin, but knew there would be other opportunities in the future. For now, he was more than willing to let this fight be Carina's, especially after the damage Xin had caused her.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the Hestia Family approached the castle with fierce determination.
The absence of Xin weighed on them, but also served as a catalyst for their resolution. Asia broke the heavy silence that had settled over the group. "No matter what others say, we will fight with everything we have. We will win in the end!" Her voice was firm, each word imbued with conviction.
Irina, a Hero holder of Divine Sword agreed, her expression serious and focused. "Exactly. God Xin may be absent, but with each of us doing our part, we will win!"
She adjusted his equipment, ready for the approaching battle.
Utaha, whose evolution and experiences had transformed him from a simple girl into a respected mage, nodded.
"You're right."
Her voice was calm, but inside, a burning flame of determination.Shee knew that God Xin's absence wouldn't shake her; she and her companions would fight to the last breath.
As the start of the war approaches, the air fills with war cries and the sound of weapons being prepared.
Each side, confident in their victory, awaits the signal to begin. And so, as the gods watch from above and the city of Orario watches with bated breath, the stage is set for a battle that promises to be as fierce as it is memorable.
Xenovia, the emerging hero of the Hestia Family, is at the forefront, her armor shining under the Orario sun like a beacon of hope. her eyes, burning with unwavering resolution, sweep the location where the castle stood in the distance, assessing each movement of the enemy.
Beside her, Eriri, whose hands forge not just weapons but also fates, firmly holds her latest creation. The weapon, a masterpiece forged with a blend of skill and magic, promises to be a devastating force against any adversary. Eriri, with her focused gaze, is ready to prove the power of his craft.
There was also Asia, but she was executing her cunning plan, like the astute support she was.
Irina, the warrior with a serious and determined expression, is ready for battle. Her sword, an extension of her will, shines with the promise of protection and retribution. Her stance is that of a warrior who has sworn to defend her family to the last breath.
In the rear, moving with a silent grace that belies her lethal power, Utaha, in disguise. Her stunning beauty is just a facade for the deadly skills she possesses. Like a shadow, she moves, ready to strike where the enemy least expects it.
On the other side, the Apollo and Heimdall families present a formidable array of defenders. Hyakinthos Clio, with his confident smile, displays the arrogance of a warrior who has never known defeat. Loras Forhe, a tower of strength and authority, commands the defense as a level 4 captain.
Carina Lix, the feline warrior, is restless, her claws ready to deliver deadly blows. Her eyes await her target, a silent promise of vengeance and fury for what Xin did in their last encounter.
Then, the horn sounds, reverberating throughout the city and echoing in the hearts of all who watch. The sound is the prelude to chaos, the War Game has begun.
"Are we ready?" Asia asks, her voice firm cutting through the tension of the moment. One by one, her companions nod, their faces marked by determination and courage. The battle promises to be epic, it was about to begin.