Chapter 84

• Weeks had passed, and the battle across the kingdoms had become heated and much worse. Famine and drought had shown their ragged faces across the three outer kingdoms, and even the great kingdom of Neba wasn't exempted from it. Though their situation was much better than that of the other kingdoms. The blood kingdom didn't suffer the fate of the other kingdoms, but they were covered with a shroud of melancholy. There was no grief but no joy either. They all prayed heavily to their Ancestors that their loved ones come back from the war and that if they don't, let the death of the ones lost in the war not be in vain.
• The warriors of the blood kingdom had been engaged in a deadly war with the elites of Allika. These were more powerful than those sent earlier to lay havoc on the other kingdoms, so the warriors found it harder to defeat them. They fought with everything they had got, losing some of their men. For the ones who could be saved, Elion turned them to a Balaksa. Those who were destroyed beyond any point of recognition were noted down so that a passing rite could be performed for them. The changing of warriors to the superior beings of Elion's race played a vital part in the Blood kingdom. Due to converting these warriors, Elion had fainted several times, and her strength had depleted; hence she had to be protected. The new Balaksa warriors ran into the Warfield in a loud cry of war, destroying every enemy in their path. Thanks to them, a large number of the Allikan warriors were killed.
• The wasteland sky had turned crimson and the bloody sun black. The earth was scorched with the blood of fallen warriors, and the ones yet alive fought atop it, not stopping in their battle despite their weariness, until they dropped dead.