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Chapter 189 Warthniq Retreats.
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Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, Eri, the healer of the Kingdom of Warthniq, made her way to Shinya's location. She saw him lying amidst broken rocks, battered and wounded, and fear gripped her heart.

As she approached him, she saw Ava and Terafona, the two witches, engrossed in the battle and unaware of her presence.

"Shinya," Eri called out, kneeling down beside him. "You have to get up. You can't die here."

Shinya stirred, barely conscious, and managed to utter, "Eri, is that you?".

"Yes, it's me," Eri replied, relief washing over her. "Don't worry, I'm here to heal you. Just hold on a little longer."

With a sense of urgency, Eri began to channel her healing magic into Shinya, closing his wounds and restoring his strength.

She could feel the magic flowing out of her, and her heart raced with the intensity of the battle raging around them.

As she worked to heal Shinya, Ava and Terafona suddenly turned their attention towards her. "What do you think you're doing?" Ava sneered, brandishing her sword. "Don't think I won't kill you too".

Eri stood up, taking a defensive stance. "I won't let you hurt him any further. He's injured and defenseless, and it's not right to attack someone in that state".

Terafona laughed, her eyes gleaming with malice. "You say that, yet your Kingdom is the one attacking us, surely you can't still be expecting mercy?".

Eri gritted her teeth, her resolve hardening. "Fine, we are going to retreat, how is that? No more attacks".

Terafona smiled, "Wise decision, besides, another kingdom already began their match towards you, … retreating is really the only option".

Eri scoffed, looking down at Shinya before she raised her hand to the sky, and shooting fire to the sky three times, signaling the soldiers it was time to retreat.

In the midst of the battlefield, Rextra and Divanchi were locked in a fierce battle, their grudges fueling their determination to emerge victorious. The clash of their powers echoed through the air as they battled it out, dragon against Phoenix.

After what seemed like an eternity, Rextra finally managed to gain some distance from her opponent and landed a few meters away from Divanchi. She let out a heavy sigh, frustration etched on her scaly face.

"How long do you plan to keep this up?" Rextra asked, her voice filled with exhaustion and annoyance as she moved around in her dragon form.

Divanchi turned to face Rextra, her feathers ruffled and her eyes blazing with anger. "As long as it takes for you to tell me where Kuronashi is!" She roared, her words dripping with venom.

Rextra shook her head in disbelief. "Why must we continue with this pointless fighting? I've told you several times, I haven't spoken with father in years".

Divanchi snorted in derision. "You are very dishonest. You always were. It's no wonder my kind despises yours".

Rextra gritted her teeth, her eyes narrowing in anger. "You know nothing about us, Divanchi. And besides, I admit what my father did was unbelievable, but have you forgotten, I was the one that saved you!".

Divanchi let out a mocking laugh. "Saved? You did that so you could return me to him, honesty… That is a concept that your kind will never understandt".

Rextra let out a deep breath, trying to control her temper. They had been enemies for far too long, and she doubted that anything he said would ever change her mind.

"Looks like we are retreating," Rextra uttered, looking to the left to see Warthniq running before she looked back at Divanchi, "Father should be in a Kingdom called Raja, it's in the human territory… that's all I know, whatever you do, don't get me involved".

With a heavy heart, Rextra took to the skies once more, preparing to engage in battle once again, knowing that this fight would continue until one of them emerged victorious.

The same thing was happening with the Fiona Kingdom, as Sato's forces pressed on, the Fiona Kingdom found themselves on the brink of defeat.

The valkyries valiantly fought to keep the wall up, while Benihime and Yuri made their way away from the wall with their bodies cloaked in magic to ward off the deadly fog.

The battlefield was chaotic, with screams and clashing of swords filling the air. Despite the odds, Benihime and Yuri pushed through the horde of soldiers, determined to find their way to the heart of the conflict.

As they made their way through the chaos, they caught glimpses of the valkyries struggling to maintain the wall. The mist was relentless in its advance, and it was clear that it would not be long before it overran the defenders.

Benihime and Yuri knew that time was running out, and they quickened their pace, dodging past blades and leaping over bodies. The magic around them glowed brighter as they drew closer to their destination, their eyes fixed on the prize of victory.

Despite the thick mist, Lilith remained alert, her magic book tightly clutched in her hands as she cloaked herself in magic to avoid getting turned into salt.

The sounds of her men dying echoed around her, but she remained focused, trying to discern any movement in the dense fog.

Out of nowhere, Benihime emerged from the mist with lightning speed, her sword aimed at Lilith's neck.

Lilith swiftly raised her magic book, a protective barrier forming in front of her just in time to deflect Benihime's attack.

She had a grin on her face as she looked at Benihime, "Trying to sneak up on me… that's not going to wor….".

Lilith was caught off guard. Lilith's face contorted in shock and pain as Yuri's hand pierced through her chest and grasped her beating heart from the other side. Blood gushed out of the wound, splattering on Yuri's hand as she pulled out Lilith's heart.

With a cold expression, Yuri looked at Lilith's lifeless body and dropped the heart on the ground. "Have fun in hell." She said, her voice laced with bitterness.

Benihime watched the scene unfold with a mix of shock and admiration. She knew Yuri was skilled, but she had never seen her take down an opponent so effortlessly.

"I don't know how I feel, seeing a valkyrie die by my hands," Benihime said, breaking the silence. "Certainly not the feeling I was expecting to get".

Yuri nodded, wiping her bloody hand on her clothes. "Let's go, we still have to cancel out this fog".

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