There was a faint rustling among the grass and leaves in the forest.
A unit of soldiers from Riveria, who'd secretly crossed the mountains into Celestrian territory, was moving swiftly through the woods.
Upon detecting traces of Celestrian soldiers nearby, the commander knew their chance was here.
If they could eliminate this Celestrian unit and disguise themselves in their uniforms, they could infiltrate the Celestrian military camp unnoticed and create an opening from within.
Everyone was going according to plan as they moved in a semicircle and quietly attempted to encircle the unsuspecting Celestrian troops.
They'd assumed their plan was going perfectly as intended, but just as they were about to close the trap, the seemingly unguarded Celestrian soldiers suddenly moved.
At the same time, another wave of Celestrian soldiers previously hidden behind the Riverian troops revealed themselves.
Caught in a pincer attack, the Riverian soldiers, who'd endured the harsh journey across mountains and valleys, were annihilated.
The battle ended swiftly, and the situation was equally optimistic on Shannon's side. With Scarsore no longer holding any leverage over her, she quickly subdued it and took it with her.
As for why she didn't kill it on the spot, it was still useful.
While Shannon and Benjamin progressed smoothly, so did Lucan and Elowen.
Like Shannon, after securing their fronts, Lucan and Elowen made their moves. Each of them slayed one of the mystical beasts that had been fueling the fires of war.
The beasts were slain, but since war had begun between nations, it would not end so easily. All four Celestrian borders fell into chaos as the people lived in fear, day and night.
At last, this was the true calamity of Celestria that had long been prophesied.
…
Seven days after returning to the camp with Scarsore and captured Riverian soldiers, Shannon sat in her tent and drew talismans with a lamp lit.
The surrounding campgrounds were utterly still. To be exact, the campfires still burned, but the people were all gone.
Shannon's main military camp stationed over ten thousand troops, but every last one of them had vanished in the blink of an eye.
Her pupils trembled, and her fingers tightened around the curtain. Then, she stepped outside and looked up, only to witness a massive beast looming in front of her, shrouded in black fog.
It had the body of a goat, a human face and hands, and a tiger's fangs, while its eyes grew from beneath its arms.
Just as Elowen had described, this was the ancient mystical beast—Goravoth. It was a ferocious beast like Scarsore, but the aura it radiated was several times more dangerous.
Still, Shannon stood her ground. Her expression was calm as she locked eyes with the creature through the black fog and demanded, "Spit them out."
Goravoth's grotesque eyes rolled as if confused by her demand.
Shannon's eyes reddened. Clenching her teeth, she repeated word after word, "I said… Spit them out."
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