The situation had instantly turned on its head. Just moments ago, it was the Dark Faction and the Demonic Faction that had the upper hand. They were fighting off several warriors, and the words of what their leaders said stuck in their heads.

As long as each of them could defeat around six other members, then they would be doing their part in the fight. Some of them had defeated more than six and continued with the momentum. It was an easy victory for them, and an easy way to complete the vengeance they had on their minds.

Yet the whole momentum had shifted in the others' favor. All of those they had fought so hard against, using their energy, were now back. The ones they had already defeated were fighting again.

More so, unsure if they could come back again or be revived, they were using this second chance to their fullest. They were fighting knowing full well the fear of death, and even those that were just regular soldiers were doing anything they could to win.

Spitting in the eyes of opponents, hiding among the dead on the ground and springing an attack—it was proving extremely difficult for those with fewer forces on their side.

"Keep fighting! It's unlikely that they can do that again!" Rayna shouted. "We have to push forward! We will win this fight!"

Rayna tried to shout words of encouragement. The thing was, they wondered if it was true. The Dark Magus they had set their journey on with—where was he? They knew he was somewhere among those in the crowd, but why wasn't he fighting as hard as he was before?

Had he already been vanquished, or was it something else? Without him, could they even win this fight?

"Don't worry," Dame said. "There are others in this group that can push forward for us!"

Tilion smashed his shield into the floor, creating a large barrier, blocking several attacks from the tower. As soon as he stopped, he bashed the shield into the face of another, spun his body, and used the sharp blade edge to slice another warrior's head off.

Not long after, Lilly jumped with her spear and slammed it into Tilion's shield, powering it up. Now with more energy, Tilion hurled his shield toward one of the built towers that was raining down a strange energy source into the battlefield.

It spun in the air and crashed into the tower, sending it crumbling down onto the floor.

As the other warriors tried to target Tilion—now that he no longer had his shield—Alba on the ground attacked their swords, slicing them up one by one, getting rid of them fairly quickly.

"The Crimson Crane… they're so strong!" the warriors said. "Remember, they did a lot in the last attack—they're incredibly strong."

"Right, the Dark Magus wasn't the only one in the fight. He didn't accomplish things on his own. With them, and the others, we can still win this fight!"

Although that was true, Rayna could see there was movement among the enemy forces. Those that hadn't moved so far were finally starting to make their move.

"Sir, there is a clan of strong warriors aiming for our horsemen—they are struggling to break through!" one of the soldiers said.

"Right, I guess it's time for me to use the time that's been given to me," the general said, as the gem around his neck lit up. Almost instantly, his entire body looked like it had turned into mist.

He weaved through the crowd of fighting like it was nothing. No one batted an eyelid as the fighting continued, and they thought nothing of it. When the general reached his target, his body solidified from behind, and he swung down his sword, striking a warrior deep right in his back.

Another warrior saw this and attempted to strike with his Qi, but the man in mist disappeared, turning into nothing but mist, and then reappeared, striking right at the head of the warrior.

Even normal civilians with the power of the artifacts in their hands were able to defeat warriors with powerful Qi.

Elsewhere on the battlefield, there were more generals making their move. One of them was holding up a large flag in his hand. As he reached part of the front line, he stabbed the flag into the ground.

All of the soldiers around could feel a large surge of strength. As they struck their swords and shields against the warriors that had Qi, the weapons matched.

"How is this possible? These people—they can't use Qi, but they just withstood our attack!"

"Stay within range of the flag, and protect the flag!" the general shouted, as soldiers gathered around the flag.

It was too late for the warriors to notice that the power was coming from the flag itself. And now, going against normal civilians—it felt like they were going up against Pagna warriors. Not only that, but they were outnumbered as well.

Elsewhere along the line of the battlefield, there were warriors clashing with those from the Light Faction. It was a tough fight between the Demonic Clan leaders and some of the Light Faction Clan leaders.

The Demonic Clan members were actually the ones that had the upper hand as they were fighting.

"We have trained our whole lives to go against you. This is not going to be as easy as you thought! Once we're done with you, we need to go help the others in the other areas!" the clan leader shouted.

Until he had been stabbed straight in the back with a sword. The clan leader looked behind him to see one of his closest men—another Elder—attack him.

"But… why?" the Demonic Clan member asked.

As a smile crept on the man's face, it started to warp and change—and it turned into Heino himself.

"It seems I have to get my own hands dirty in this fight. Years of gathering some of the most powerful items at Alter are finally coming out to play!"

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