The battle with the dark side has been raging for a long time now.

Tsadi knows very well that up until now, the forces of darkness have always been looking for opportunities to invade this light-filled sky. As the elder of the Golden Wasteland, the leader of one of the six realms of the sky kingdom, it is important to ensure that unclean creatures from the darkness do not harm the people of this land of light.

But this day will still come...

The sound of weapons colliding with each other rang out, the screams of the soldiers echoed from all over the desert battlefield that was splattered with black blood.

The light side is falling, and the dark side has claimed the Isle of Dawn and Daylight Prairie.

Teth, Ayin are seriously injured. The two elders of Hidden Forest and Daylight Prairie had to retreat with their warriors. Daleth's whereabouts are unknown, and Tsadi worries that the elder of the Isle of Dawn is more bad than good.

Sah and Mek of the Valley of Triumph are also in a losing position as krill creatures keep spawning, the 5th realm won't last much longer.

Tsadi clutched his shoulder tightly, one shoulder armor had been torn off, the wound was bleed and too damn painful. His whole body was covered in wounds. Fortunately, he had not received any fatal wounds, otherwise he would not have been able to survive.

"Bullshit."

Tsadi cursed, leaning his spear on the ground to try to keep his balance. His gasp was muffled by his armor, his eyes showed hatred and anger at the darkness.

He only dared to hope that he would hold on a little longer while Lamed found a way to save this sky kingdom. The Vault of Knowledge elder has always been the brightest elder among the six of them, hopefully she will find a way.

"Hah… This is not the end."

He smiled bitterly before clutching his shield, leaning on his spear to stand up straight. His heavy leg armor pounded heavily on the hot desert sand as he plodded forward.

This war cannot end yet.