Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

They deserved to get their revenge and have their contribution for defending their homeland.

The two had already tasted how bitter it was for not being able to defend their homes. And thus they retreated alongside their remaining forces to the rear.

They only killed their way through there and then they waited.

Patiently waiting to ambush any retreating forces after their defeat.

"We need live hostages to interrogate," Amera stood shoulder to shoulder with Doaf, "we need to know if there is a possibility for... him to survive."

"He will," Doaf firmly said his belief, "my young master isn't someone to be killed this easily."

Amera wanted to agree with him, or even nod however she couldn't. She knew what Arthur experienced wasn't something easy or trifle to begin with.

However she could only pray... pray for his safety and for him to return to her at the end.

As for Nicole, she noticed what the two did and realized what they were up to. However she didn't follow. She knew the two were trying to corner the enemy and keep pushing him forward towards the slaughtering grounds.

She had also to keep her part and keep pushing the enemy from the sides.

In addition to that, she feared the moment she would withdraw her army before the battle end, those few pockets loyal to Aemie would do something stupid.

After all, anyone with little brain would realize what she would do after the war was over. She already gave orders to some men she trusted during this fight to keep an eye on these pockets.

The moment the war was over, they would be detained and getting mercilessly interrogated.

She loved Aemie, but she hated the way she treated her in this. It was like Aemie feared her, or worse didn't trust her on what she wanted to do here.

And simply that drove Nicole beyond sanity, and she wanted to know the truth above anything else.

Thus she didn't give the order to stop or retreat. She kept herself high in the air while pushing everyone to kill more enemies.

As long as there were breathing enemies on the battlefield, she wouldn't keep her sword in its sheath. Neither would her men do.

"What is she doing?" Doaf couldn't help but notice the strange behavior of Nicole. He thought she would read what the two of them were planning and would keep her forces away from this fight.

But it seemed like she didn't care about that. She only kept her men fighting with no regard to anything else.

"Is she out of her mind?" Doaf looked at Amera who stayed silent for long moments.

"I believe she has her reasons," Amera couldn't think of any other explanation but that. She knew Nicole wasn't the type to love wars and fighting.

And so for her to keep pushing her men like that meant only one thing, she was trying to escape from something more hideous than this war.

"Like what?" Doaf couldn't understand her like Amera did.

"Let's meet up with her and see," Amera shrugged before simply turning into a ray of light and vanishing from the side of Doaf.

"'Damn this girl! She only knows how to run fast!"

Daof was sick of Amera's signature move, and yet he simply followed after distributing his orders for everyone else.

He ordered them to stay put and ready for the moment when the enemy retreated in defeat.

He knew this moment was so close by as the forces upfront kept taking heavy losses. There were no more reinforcements and that made the fight so close to end rapidly, faster than they initially thought.

He also strengthened by trying to take as many hostages as possible of hostages to interrogate later. His men understood what he wanted and he trusted them on that.

Then he started to chase after Amera towards Nicole.

However Amera was the first to arrive, especially when she came directly to Nicole while Doaf had to take a huge turn around the enemy forces.

"I believe you came to ask me to stop," Nicole was the first to speak. She had such a calm smile that gave Amera the impression that she didn't plan to stop.

"I just wanted to make sure you realize what we are doing now," Amera slowly said while taking a wide glance all around.

"I'm just trying to cleanse my army," Nicole crossed her arms, "there are some I'm not feeling comfortable with."

"Aemie's men?" Amera asked in expectation. She knew Aemie sent her men here for some unknown reason. Arthur wanted to know why, and as she was his woman then she also wanted to know why.

"I found some," Nicole said, "but let's keep this a secret between girls from the cauldron clan, alright?"

Nicole's gaze was shifted towards the direction where Doaf was coming from. Amera realized her meaning and could only nod in agreement.

It was much better this way to let her handle the situation. "If you needed help..." Amera paused and Nicole got her message as she nodded.

"Sure, I won't hesitate to do that," Nicole said before taking a deep breath. "Any news about Arthur?"

It was this moment when Doaf arrived. Just hearing the name of his young master changed his face and made him uncomfortable.

"No," Amera didn't look any better than Doaf at this moment. Nicole could only watch the devastated look of the two while silently sighing.

She knew it was so hard to accept the death of someone like Arthur to the two in front of her.

One was his trusted general, one who was supposed to look after him and protect him from any danger.

As for the other, she was his love. As one who was already deep in love she knew perfectly well how Amera felt. She sympathized greatly for her, and so she didn't express her own opinion about Arthur being dead already.

At least living a delusion with the impossible probability of him being alive was much better than accepting the truth.

She would at least select such fate for herself if anything like this ever happened to Aemie. Nicole took a deep breath before shifting the topic:

"What about that place?" she pointed towards the sect, "what makes it so special for all of you to relentlessly defend it?"