Chapter 61
Chapter 61
Elena’s POV
Saige looked at me like I had just grown another head on my neck. “Is that even a question?”
She angrily tied her wound with her ripped sleeve. By the black mark on the surroundings of the wound, I’d guess that she was struck by a silver weapon as well.
“That annoying mistress of your ex is getting on our nerves! She’s making us all clean up the mess she created!” Maige shouted madness as she grabbed the closest Rogue in front of her and kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying a few feet away..
“I need to relieve some stress.”
“Me too! I need to vent it out: I have never had a woman since I got out of Custodes! She’s a menace. If this war doesn’t kill her, I just might.”
They bothruttered one after another.
I let out a small laugh as I knew it was a small thing for them. They were stronger than that to be bent down by a wound. They were more annoyed than actually in pain.
“Focus on the rogues. We can’t afford to let her distract us,” I replied seriously, nodding to those surrounded by
Rogues,
They momentarily looked at each other before their eyes twinkled with determination and excitement. Giving me a teasing salute, they both turned around and ran forward, paving the way for the others as they aided everyone they needed assistance with.
“Elena! You and your useless friends can dream on! Mark my words, and I’ll claim back the military merits that are rightfully mine!” Glenda hysterically shouted as she tried to approach me with her claws, pointing at me while Bryson was carrying her by her waist and pulling her back.
I shook my head at her and turned my head. I had more important things to focus on than waste my time on them.
Right now, Prince Deacon needed me to ensure the safety of our rear battalion and surround the Rogues perfectly, ensuring steel–proof support as he advanced toward the center of the Rogue’s camp.
I raised my hand and motioned it in a circle to signal our formation and to strengthen it. With authority, I shouted, “Everyone, protect the rear!”
My team cheered in response to my words. I was planning to make rounds in the parameter and help the others, but then I caught a glimpse of the situation on the frontline, making my heart tremble with anxiousness and worry
In the middle of the battleground was Prince Deacon, with his majestic demeanor, relentlessly surrounded by Rogues since he started the attack.
Most of the Rogues around him seemed to be high–ranking, based on how skilled and bulky they looked. Furthermore, they were using silver weapons.
My eyes narrowed when I saw a few weapons glistening under the light. Wolfsbane…
Cowards! They were even using Wolfsbane to increase their percentage of winning.
As much as I knew Prince Deacon could handle it, by the sweat on his forehead, I’d bet he was already feeling tired and may need a hand.
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I looked around and ensured everything was in line first before I decisively ran toward the frontline.
He was up par with one of the Rogues, both challenging their own strength as they moved with agility and threw punches, kicks, and scratches at each other.
I rolled my eyes as I approached them and kicked the Rogue in the ankle, putting him off balance. And as he fell mid–way to the ground, I twisted his head.
Looking arrogantly at PRince Deacon, I smirked and commented, “You’re taking too long.”
“What are you doing here?” he asked as more Rogues surrounded us.
I shrugged my shoulders.
We both faced the Rogues as they surrounded us, slowly stepping forward to trap us in a smaller center. We moved and calculated their movements, circling around them until our backs bumped into each other.
Letting out a breath, I finally replied, “I figured you might need a hand.”
I leaned my head toward his muscular back and commented, “And Glenda made quite a mess.”
He gave me a quick glimpse before his eyes wandered around. “Don’t worry about her. Someone is handling her.”
I followed his gaze and almost wanted to laugh when I saw Bryson having a hard time handling Glenda as he tried to drag her back to the camp, but she kept on struggling free from him.
“As you say,” I replied before we both threw a kicked started fighting those Rogues attacking us.
Seeing as that they kept increasing in number, I pushed him forward. “Go, I’ll give you a head start!”
He stared at me for a while to determine whether I could handle it. I nodded my head as I blocked every punch and claw thrown my way and successfully attacked back.
Once reassured, he nodded and assuringly turned his back to push forward to the commander’s camp.
“He’s not here! Damn it!” Prince Deacon came out of the tent in anger as he grabbed those attacking me and defeated them himself with ease.
If he was a great warrior earlier, he seemed invincible right now as he burned with fury.
I just stood there as he effortlessly beat them one after another. Looking around, I saw that many of the Rogues were also already defeated, and their numbers were deflating rapidly.
I smiled, knowing victory was almost in our grasp. The only thing left was capturing the commander.
“Bad news!” Bryson approached us in heavy breathing, making me instantly alert as I didn’t find Glenda anywhere near him.
With furrowed brows and clenched jaw, I asked, “What happened?”
He looked at me with worry as he answered with difficulty, Glenda ran after the commander!”
