(AN: this chapter will be about Camille and Ramon; the end will be about Rebecca. You can skip it if you want, but I wouldn't do so if I were in your shoes. This chapter has been updated earlier than usual. You can join me on discord if you want to have a discussion about the book https://discord.gg/GpeH3Djk)
The old man found the healer and then brought her to Camille.
"Can you see if she is OK?" he asked.
The healer approached Camille and examined her, checking her pulse and breathing. She then used some devices to check her condition, and after a few moments, she turned to Ramon and said, "She broke a couple of ribs and dislocated her left shoulder, just give me a couple of minutes, and I will fix her," she said.
The healer was not particularly worried about the girl's well-being, which reassured Ramon.
"Good, fix her up then. I need her to be in tip-top shape."
"Yeah, I want to fight as soon as possible." Camille was a battle junkie, so Ramon was expecting something like that, contrary to the healer, who instead looked at Camille as if she were nuts.
They both sighed, and then the healer used her brain crystal power to fix her up. "All done," she said as she completed her job. Ramon was relieved to see Camille back to full health, and he hoped that something like that wouldn't happen again.
Despite being strong, Camille wasn't as skilled or powerful as him in a melee fight. As the healer left, Ramon reminded his friend that they had a mission to complete and that they needed to stay focused.
"Good. Are you ready to fight Camille?" Ramon smilingly asked the girl.
"Let's go," she replied. Her grin was more prominent than Ramon's one. The other people looked both of them in the face and then realized that Ramon was as insane as the young girl was.
They both laughed and walked away, not caring about the judgmental stares. Some mercenaries shook their heads and sighed inwardly, wondering what kind of trouble they had just gotten themselves into and why they had to fight with them.
Nevertheless, they followed the two as they made their way toward the frontline. Under the wall, there was utter chaos. The mass below was unrecognizable, with humans and thaids crammed together in a chaotic frenzy, screaming, shouting, snarling, and killing.
The mercenaries knew right away that this was going to be a tough battle, but they prepared themselves and got ready to fight this new battle. Many mechas were now ablaze, and the sound of screams echoed through the air. The duo looked at each other, and after a quick glance, they descended the wall and joined the fray.
"HELP ME!"
"KILL THE BEAST!"
"AAAAAAH!"
The voices of the soldiers asking for help were drowned out by the deafening roar of the beasts that were going to eat them. The few lucky ones died after a thaid slashed their throats or bashed their heads; however, the others had a far scarier destiny awaiting them: being eaten alive. Ramon and Camille quickly started doing their jobs.
The woman helped as many soldiers as possible and shot at any beast she laid her eyes upon. Ramon protected her with his floating blades and killed an untold number of monsters. They fought side by side, taking down any monster that crossed their path, but the thaids were relentless.
The battle was intense, and the odds were against the human side. They were more than the thaids in terms of numbers, but many beasts were far stronger than them. The monsters were the result of their highly competitive and deadly environment. Frant's army was struggling to keep up with the fight's pace, and their energy was slowly depleting.
However, the mercenaries' untimely help started changing the tide of the battle as they quickly eliminated the stronger beasts throughout the battlefield, giving Frant's army a chance to catch their breath and regroup.
With renewed energy and determination, they were able to push back the thaids and gain ground. In the meantime, with their strength and skills, Ramon, Camille, and many other mercenaries kept decimating the thaids.
Their joint efforts produced a miracle. The Band of Giants' two members fought ferocity, their weapons slicing through the air and striking the thaids with deadly precision. They moved in perfect unison; their steps were fluid and synchronized. They fought as one, each covering the other's back.
Thousands of thaids were felled by them alone. As the battle raged on, Camille noticed that Ramon was starting to tire. It wasn't simple to keep up with the mana and stamina expenditure in that sea of monsters and bodies.
She knew he couldn't keep up the pace much longer, and she needed to do something to give him a break. She signaled to the other mercenaries and ordered them to cover for Ramon while she took the lead. This meant that her comrades had to keep the thaids at bay and away from her while she killed them one by one.
"Thank you!" Ramon said to her friend after having rested for a couple of minutes. "I needed that," he added.
"How are your mana reserves?" the man asked to the young woman.
His friend replied, "They're a bit low, but I should be able to manage for now."
Ramon nodded in understanding, and they continued to kill the monsters. At that moment, the sound of Frant's artillery started getting closer to their position. That meant only one thing: they were able to ease the situation enough elsewhere for them to redirect their aim. This also meant that the situation in their fighting zone was particularly nasty.
Ramon and his team knew they had to finish off the monsters quickly before the artillery fire got too close, or they would risk being caught in the crossfire. Ramon charged forward, his swords glinting in the sunlight.
He fought his way through a group of particularly troublesome thaids, cutting down any monster that stood in his way. He was a force to be reckoned with, and a primal fear arose amidst the thaids.
Camille watched in amazement as Ramon fought his way through the horde. His movements were graceful and precise, and he moved with such speed and agility that it was almost like watching a dance.
As Ramon fought, Camille took a moment to catch her breath. She looked around and saw that the other mercenaries and Frant's army were holding their own against the thaids. She knew they still had a long way to go to win the fight, but the situation looked promising; besides, she was having a lot of fun. Ramon finished off the last of the thaids in his path and turned to face Camille.
"Are you OK?" he asked, concern etched on his face. Camille nodded, a grateful smile on her face.
"Yeah, don't worry, and keep doing your job," she said, this time grinning.
Ramon replied, "Don't worry and mind your business," with an amused smile. It was clear he was having fun too. As Camille and the rest of his team followed his lead, they noticed the thaids starting to retreat, realizing they were no match for the skilled warriors.
With the monsters halting their advance, the artillery finally started bombarding them, decimating the creatures with precision and efficiency.
Ramon and his team had a chance to regroup and prepare for the next wave, and they managed even to rest a bit before the fight resumed. The team breathed a sigh of relief as they saw the monsters die under the artillery fire.
However, they knew they couldn't let their guard down as many of the monsters were still alive and kicking, and another attack could come at any moment. He quickly ordered his team to stay alert and ready for any surprises.
***
Rebecca was looking at the Red Palace fight; she saw the gore and carnage the Blirdoth left behind following its assault. She almost had a mental breakdown; the things she had to see did take a heavy toll on her mind.
Her mother forced her to look, and she also left a couple of people to protect her and ensure that she did watch what she wanted to see. However, she was also looking at the situation with curiosity, a weird feeling, given what she saw and how she felt about it.
"Do I have to keep watching?" she meekly asked the guards standing by her side.
"You have it; it's the boss's order," the guard replied.
She didn't really want to see more, but being forced, she concentrated on one person in particular. A young man wielding a Flyssa, much more powerful than all his peers and able to kill many thaids with relative ease. She was watching Erik's fight.
Rebecca was able to see what was taking place, and she witnessed the exact moment the Blirdoth came. She observed the beast as it came dangerously close to being killed by Principal Van Dyke's assault, and she witnessed how it began ripping the flesh of the children who had been unable to enter the man's barrier in time.
Despite this, it was obvious that none of the attempts were successful. From her perspective, the future did not look good for the young guy in whom she had so much interest. Nonetheless, she had a nagging feeling deep inside that something wasn't quite right. As she saw Principal Van Dyke join the struggle, even though she did not know him, she prayed that he and the others would be able to escape harm.
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