The Neverk knights, led by three prominent figures, were rapidly closing in on General Mort's men from the left flank. Vlad, the leader of the group, rode at the front of the pack with an imposing presence.
He was a towering figure with broad shoulders and a rugged, weather-beaten face. His cold, piercing gaze betrayed a ruthless determination to win at any cost.
Behind him were Commander Slevin and Captain Veronica, both of whom exuded an air of authority and confidence. Slevin was a skilled tactician, with a keen mind for strategy and a cool, analytical approach to battle. Veronica, on the other hand, was a fierce warrior with lightning-fast reflexes and a deadly precision in combat.
As Vlad rode on his horse, his eyes darted over to the center of the battlefield. From there, he could see that Fiona's forces had outnumbered Sato's men. Despite the overwhelming odds, Sato's troops were holding their ground, fighting with a tenacity that surprised Vlad.
"Wow, they have Lord Sato outnumbered." Veronica muttered.
"Focus on the task at hand, Captain Veronica," Vlad called back, his voice firm and commanding. "We cannot let our guard down, not even for a moment."
Veronica nodded in understanding, her hair whipping in the wind as she spurred her horse forward. "Understood, Duke Vlad," she replied. "Our target is right in front of us."
Vlad and his companions charged forward, their weapons glinting in the sunlight. They were determined to take out General Mort's troops, and they were willing to do whatever it takes to achieve their goal.
Slevin, who had been observing the enemy forces closely, quickly realized that General Mort's troops had spotted them. He noticed that Mort's forces had split into three groups, each taking a different route.
"Looks like they've seen us coming," Slevin reported to Vlad, his voice tinged with concern.
Vlad took a deep breath and surveyed the battlefield. He could see that two of the split teams were attempting to corner their forces, while the remaining group continued their advance towards the rocky path that led to the forest.
Vlad's keen observation had quickly picked up on the enemy's tactics. He knew they were trying to confuse them and break their formation. But Vlad was a seasoned commander and knew how to counter such tactics.
"They're trying to confuse us," Vlad declared, his eyes scanning the skies as he noticed Sato hovering above them. Despite the chaos around him, the sight of Sato filled him with a sense of satisfaction.
Drawing his sword, Vlad quickly issued orders to his companions. "We need to split into three groups. Veronica, take the right flank. I'll lead the charge on the left. Slevin, your job is to stop those demons from entering the forest."
Without hesitation, Slevin broke off from the main formation and charged straight towards the demons, his sword glinting in the sun. Vlad and Veronica followed suit, each taking their respective flanks.
As they charged forward, their determination and bravery inspired their troops to follow suit. They knew that the fate of the battle rested on their shoulders, and they were ready to give it their all.
<<The Nervek army has arrived.>>
Sato responded, scanning the whole battlefield while levitating in the sky. "Yes, I noticed," he said calmly.
<<Again, I must advise against the link you established with the troops. I understand wanting to preserve as many lives as possible, but linking their pain and stress to your body was not a good idea. If the matter becomes dangerous, I will be forced to...>>
"Aril, give me a bird's-eye view of the battlefield," Sato interrupted, cutting off her warning.
<<Sigh! Here's a bird eye view>>
With a deep sigh, Aril complied with Sato's request and conjured a bird's eye view of the battlefield. Sato's keen eyes scanned the panoramic view, taking in every detail, from the elven soldiers firing their weapons to the demon lord Jira and his minions.
As Sato located his target, a sly grin curled up the corners of his lips, "Found you." He mitted. Sato swiftly dismissed the bird's eye view and took off in a flash, his body cutting through the sky as he zipped past the ongoing war below.
As Sato was soaring through the air, his eyes locked on his target, suddenly a powerful demon materialized out of nowhere, his clawed hands swiftly wrapped around Sato's neck.
Despite the demon's efforts to cause harm, Sato remained calm and unflinching, his body immune to the physical pain caused by the demon's attack. However, the sudden attack did cause Sato to lose his balance and plummet toward the ground.
With quick reflexes, Sato activated his powers and created a telekinetic field that slowed his fall, allowing him to land gracefully on the ground.
Within moments of Sato touching down on the ground, the demon that attacked him made her appearance.
She was a striking female demon donning a seductive red and black dress, accentuating her curvaceous figure.
A single, menacing horn protruded from her forehead, and a cascade of long pink hair flowed down her back, adding to her formidable appearance.
"Oh my, you must be the Lord of elves." The female demon said with a smile.
Sato slowly stood up right, his eyes forced and the claws she had on her fingers, 'She's strong.' He muttered.
"Isn't it a courtesy to introduce yourself first, or does that not work for demons?" Sato asked.
"Oh my bad," The female demon pointed at herself before she bagan, "My name is Lana, the 4th general of Demon lord Jira".
"Feel free to gravfil and serve me, it's well expected, my beauty has been known to tame many men… ahhh~, I can feel your lustful gaze on me…. oh you bad…" Lana said, lost in her delusion.
While Lana was distracted, Sato had already begun walking away. He paid no attention to her words or advances.
Opening her eyes, Lana noticed Sato was already a few feet away from her and felt irritated, "Just who the hell do you think you are to walk away from me!" She yelled, launching herself towards him with her claws aimed and ready to scratch.
Sato simply held her fist and sent her flying back with a slap that left her shocked as she dropped to the ground. Despite her demonic strength, she had underestimated Sato's power.
As Lana lay on the ground, stunned, Sato continued walking towards his true target,.
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