Everything was chaos on the battlefield, no one ceased their attacks, and none of those dark beings backed down. None flanked.
But the weariness of battle was noticeable in the bodies of the warriors. You could not show weakness at any time, because at the moment you were clueless, you could lose a member of your body, or in the worst case, lose your life.
Still, in the glow of battle, the king of that nameless world was now being protected by his vassals.
Since right now, he could not focus on fighting.
Why?
Because he was protecting and healing the human of his successor, and he had to concentrate a lot, since the healing magic of his world could create great catastrophes in the body of the brunette.
He had to be careful, and he needed enough time, -all that his warriors could offer him-. But it was difficult, because he avoided looking directly at the face of that young woman who was semi-conscious.