Until the End

The battlefield was a nightmare of chaos and despair, Esther and her soldiers pressed into a corner as the draconians closed in with their bloodlust-filled cries. 

The metallic clang of weapons clashing and the screams of the dying filled the air as Esther fought valiantly, her dark blue staff swinging with lethal precision. 

But the sheer number of enemies was overwhelming, her soldiers faltering as the draconians pushed harder.

Esther gritted her teeth, her blood magic waning as exhaustion crept into her limbs. Her pale, marble-like body was riddled with cuts here and there.

The soldiers around her fell one by one, leaving her surrounded by the snarling, red-eyed monsters. Her breaths came in sharp, ragged gasps as she clutched her staff, preparing to fight until her last breath.