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Captain Erion rushed over to Yandol's side, his eyes reflecting concern as he asked, "My Lord, are you alright?"

Yandol managed a reassuring smile and replied, "I'm fine, Erion. No need to worry."

However, Erion insisted, "What you did just now, it must have drained you of all your strength. You should rest, and we can handle the rest."

Yandol, breaking free of Erion's supportive grasp, maintained his seriousness. "I appreciate your concern, Erion, but there's no time to rest. We need to deal with the commander leading these demons before they decide to chase after our people."

Erion, though respecting his lord's resilience, couldn't help but express his worry. "My Lord, you've just unleashed a powerful move, and your condition—"

Yandol cut him off, "Erion, our people are still in danger, we can't let these demons advance. Every moment we waste is a moment they could be facing the onslaught. I can't afford to rest now. We must press on."

Erion sighed, recognizing the serious commitment in Yandol's eyes. "Very well, my Lord. But please, be cautious. We can't afford to lose you."

Yandol nodded in acknowledgment, and together with Erion and the remaining guards and adventurers, they continued through the frozen aftermath of Yandol's powerful frost move. The icy remnants of demons lay shattered around them as they made their way toward the source of the invasion.

Upon reaching the shattered section of the walls, a disheartening scene unfolded before them. Emily, the commander of the demons, indulged in sadistic pleasure as she relentlessly stomped on Magzi, who lay weakened and unconscious. A weckid smile was on Emily's face, the gruesom display accompanied by the sickening sound of bones crunching and blood splattering across the debris-strewn ground.

Witnessing this, the guards and adventurers yelled at her, calling her foul. Just as she turned her gaze to face them, she felt a sudden kick aimed at her abdomen from the side. It was Yandol; he had already sprung into action. The sheer power of his kick sent Emily flying as she crashed into and burst through multiple buildings. She coughed blood when she finally stopped.

As Emily crashed through buildings, the air filled with her pained coughs. Yandol, now standing amidst the debris, addressed her as he said, "How dare you, you monster! To continuously stomp on your opponent even after that are down. Such a code of conduct is turly repulsive and dishonorable!"

Yandol then began to slowly approach Emily, who was still amidst the wreckage of the houses she had crashed into.

Yandol slowly extended his right hand into the air, a magic circle appeared, and mana began to condense into an ice sword. Yandol muttered, "I will make you pay for wreaking chaos in my territory, and for thinking you can disrespect the dead like that."

Emily, managing a smile on her lips that had blood flowing from each wound, said, "The wounds I obtained seem to be slowly healing." She then chuckled as she replied, "Oh, did I hit a soft spot of yours? Seems like I did."

"Too bad, you looked kind of cute, but now I am going to bash that face in," Emily added. As her demonic energy surged forward, a thick purple aura surrounded her body. Two massive white horns erupted from her skull on both sides of her forehead and grew upwards. Her body size slightly increased, and her wings sprouted out and became even bigger.

Emily then stood up, doing some stretches before straightening herself. The teeth in her mouth became sharp like jaws as she smiled, then she spoke, "Now, let's try this again, shall we?"

The air around Yandol seemed far colder than the rest of the Frostgate Barrens. He casted a cold gaze at Emily, saying, "Come at me, then. It's your funeral." The scales that were showing up on his neck were now also partly on his face and his hands, his nails starting to become slightly pointy.

He then leaped forward towards her, creating a massive amount of force that left a crater where he was standing.

Seeing this, Emily smiled as she too propelled herself forward, creating a massive amount of force that instantly shattered the building she was standing in.

Yandol, with his ice sword in hand, lunged forward, aiming to strike at Emily's abdomen. The purple aura surrounding Emily intensified as she swiftly dodged to the side, her wings propelling her with incredible speed. Yandol's sword swung through the air, narrowly missing Emily.

In response, Emily extended her claws, aiming a slashing attack at Yandol's thigh. Yandol, displaying remarkable agility, twisted his body to evade the attack. The air crackled with energy as their movements created a dance of frost and demonic aura.

Yandol, seizing the moment, conjured a freezing spell with his left hand. Icy shards shot towards Emily, forcing her to use her wings to create a protective barrier. The shards collided with the barrier, causing it to shatter with frost before dissipating.

Emily, not stopping, unleashed a barrage of demonic energy projectiles from her hands. Yandol, demonstrating his mastery over ice magic, created a defensive shield with his sword, deflecting the projectiles. The clash of elemental forces filled the air with a symphony of magical energy.

The intense battle continued, each combatant utilizing their unique powers. Yandol's frosty attacks clashed with Emily's demonic attacks. The surroundings bore the scars of their confrontation, with buildings damaged and the very air shimmering with residual magic.

Yandol, sensing the escalating intensity of the battle, gathered more mana into his ice sword. With a powerful swing, he released a crescent wave of icy energy towards Emily. The blast collided with her demonic aura, creating a spectacular explosion that sent shockwaves through the area.

As the dust settled, Emily emerged, her wings slightly tattered, and her demonic energy fluctuating. Yandol, not wasting a moment, conjured freezing winds that encircled Emily. The frostbite-infused air intensified with each passing second, causing Emily to shiver involuntarily.

Emily retaliated, unleashing a surge of demonic flames that engulfed the surroundings. The flames clashed with Yandol's ice, creating a chaotic dance of fire and frost. Buildings within the vicinity were caught in the crossfire, some collapsing under the strain of the magical attacks.

In the midst of the chaos, Yandol executed a maneuver, charging at Emily with unmatched speed. He delivered a series of precise strikes with his ice sword, leaving trails of frost in their wake. Emily, now visibly affected by frostbite, struggled to counter Yandol's endless attacks.

Their clashes sent shockwaves through the ground, causing the very foundation to tremble. Emily, wanting to turn the tide, summoned dark energy, creating a vortex that clashed against Yandol's freezing winds. The collision unleashed a destructive force that cracked the ground beneath them.

As the battle reached its climax, both combatants were battered and bruised. Yandol's body showed signs of frostbite, his movements slightly slowed. Emily, surrounded by a haze of demonic energy, pushed through the pain, refusing to yield.

The battlefield resembled a battleground between two elemental forces, the very fabric of reality strained by their clashes. As they continued to exchange powerful blows, the consequences of their battle unfolded in the devastated landscape surrounding them.

Meanwhile, Bellua, in her distinctive purple and white robes, gracefully navigated the battlefield. Her nimble fingers traced patterns in the air, unleashing bolts of lightning that crackled with magic energy. The magical projectiles each of their targets, nocking out demons one by one. During the chaos, she noticed a particularly menacing demon closing in.

"Zeki, we've got company. Brace yourself!" Bellua called out, her voice cutting through the cacophony of battle.

Zeki, swiftly reached into his coat. He retrieved vials of potions and hurled them towards the approaching demons. Explosions erupted, creating fiery chaos that momentarily disoriented the demonic horde.

"Fire in the hole!" Zeki announced, each explosion punctuating his words as he adjusted his aim to cover Bellua's flank.

Bellua, facing the aggressive demon, raised her staff high. Concentrating her magic power, she conjured a protective barrier that deflected the demon's ferocious attacks. Simultaneously, she began chanting an incantation, causing roots to burst from the ground and tie up the demon's limbs.

"Good call, Bellua! I've got something special for our friends!" Zeki exclaimed, as he continued to throw vials, creating a complicated mix of elemental explosions.

The duo's synergy unfolded seamlessly on the battlefield. Bellua's protective barrier allowed Zeki to concentrate on unleashing his alchemical attacks, creating distractions for her to cast spells without worry.

As the battle intensified, Bellua summoned a vortex of water around her, forming a protective shield against the endless demonic attacks. Recognizing the escalating threat, Zeki reached into his coat for a potent potion, emitting a soothing aura.
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"Take this, Bellua! It should give your spells an extra kick!" Zeki shouted, tossing the potion to her.

Not wasting any time, she instantly chugged it down. Empowered by Zeki's potion, Bellua unleashed a torrent of magical energy. Streams of light shot from her staff, disintegrating demons into particles. Zeki, determined to hold the line, continued to supply her with potions, each enhancing her magic power.

"We're holding our ground, Zeki, but we need a plan to thin their numbers. Any ideas?" Bellua queried, surveying the battlefield as the demons regrouped.

Zeki, assessing the situation, pondered for a moment. "Let's create a diversion on the left flank. I'll brew something potent. Just be ready to unleash your magic when I give the signal."