242 Staring into the Abyss

Asura observed the battle silently. 

His eyes narrowed with a strange feeling inside his chest. Despite their knights winning without casualties and effort, this tight feeling in his chest made him doubt the situation.

'Something feels wrong.'

Asura slashed across his chest, killing another enemy soldier. His blade tore the black leech apart.

However, the heavy feeling in his chest only grew larger.

"Asura, this battle is almost over. We're going to win!" 

Akkrum looked at Asura, holding a bloody weapon with a wide smile on his tired face. There were traces of blood and flesh discolouring his silver armour, which looked horrible.

"You should wash your armour." Asura didn't hate Akkrum and gave a simple reply. Their unit's orders were to push towards the Lord's quarters, where they last spotted Duke Aldric.