Ren was again carrying Larissa, who remained unconscious from extreme magical exhaustion. Her breathing was stable but her face remained pale, showing consequences of having forced her abilities beyond the limit.
The weight in his arms was not only physical but also emotional... transporting someone who had risked any safety to help him, whose sacrifice had made the difference between success and failure.
"Are you sure it will be safe?" Liora asked, looking toward the horizon where occasional flashes from the aerial battle could still be seen.
Julius smiled with confidence.
"My father may seem casual," he admitted, "but he’s not stupid and won’t be defeated. It’s... complicated to explain, but he has ways of handling situations others would consider impossible."
The certainty in his voice carried a childhood of experiences watching the impossible become routine when Dragarion was involved.
Luna, who was still processing everything she had witnessed, asked...
"And if he has very bad luck today and something happened to him?"
"Then it would be the end anyway," Julius responded with brutal pragmatism. "There’s no one else in the kingdom with power to face the last tamers Yino has been sending. So heading to the castle will be safe because when we arrive, things will have already ended one way or another... that’s certain."
The logic was unforgiving but accurate...
Sirius, who had remained silent while carrying Selphira’s unconscious body, finally nodded in agreement.
Ren was also going to ask something about the king but...
The conversation was abruptly interrupted by a massive explosion that illuminated the entire horizon.
Sound arrived seconds later.
Julius observed energy spreading across the sky and smiled uncomfortably.
It was quite "Dragarion-like" in its approach, but he hadn’t expected something so drastic so quickly. His father had the tendency to find solutions that were simultaneously good and completely disproportionate.
"What was that?" Luna asked, helping Ren carefully place Larissa in a more comfortable position.
"He probably destroyed the bridge considering the direction," Julius responded, trying to sound more casual than he felt.
"The bridge?" Liora repeated, not sure she had heard correctly.
The concept was difficult to process... destroying something that had existed for generations, that defined the relationship between kingdoms. Now completely broken and isolated.
"My father has... the habit of seeking simple solutions to complex problems," Julius explained while they began walking toward the castle. "If he saw many enemy soldiers entering, he surely thought of the most direct way to stop the war."
Despite his father having proven even more hasty than Julius had remembered, breaking the bridge meant a significant pause in the conflict.
Yino, facing such a situation, would have to retreat completely and seek alternative solutions, or even consider abandoning the conflict entirely.
They had no choice. With their main invasion route destroyed, continuing the war had become logistically impossible for the moment.
"So... did we win?" Liora asked with a bit of hope.
Julius considered the question while observing the last flashes of energy vanish on the horizon.
"For now it’s yet to be seen," he finally responded. "But knowing my father, it probably means only the beginning."
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Kassian and Ravenspire had arrived shortly before the bridge explosion at the academy, where very few students remained attending their summer extra classes.
The place was almost empty, with only some dedicated few who had decided to take advantage of the additional week to improve their skills while others enjoyed vacations.
And of course, some hadn’t been able to return home for various less upright reasons.
Ravenspire still felt uneasy with Dragarion’s arrival at the battlefield.
That madman was still something from another level completely. His mana aura remained concerning to him even after so many increases from his four abyssal beasts.
The memory of their previous encounter was fresh and humbling, being casually swatted aside like an irritating insect by someone...
’Maybe if Yino’s strongest warriors all fought at once?’
Ravenspire still didn’t know the total scope of the power from the new potions Venmont and Bloodwyn had received, but didn’t have too many hopes after experiencing Dragarion’s power head-on again.
Being launched like a rag doll... and the pain was still fresh on his face.
Still, he certainly wasn’t invincible. With the level they had now, after transformations... maybe the three or four best warriors would be sufficient to face him.
But were they willing to risk everything in such an uncertain battle?
At least he wasn’t.
Kassian pulled him from his thoughts, still annoyed by the earlier encounter.
"That damn brat must have used some clever trick again," he murmured, unconsciously touching where Ren’s punch had connected.
’With that power distributed among three tamers like us, would it be a safe battle against Dragarion?’
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