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"When will you stop hunting your fellow beings? "Your mind has been poisoned, you are being fed lies, you have been bred to despise us, you know nothing about us, and you are all born as warriors to hunt us. We do bleed the same blood you shed.When are you going to wake up and realize that we are bleeding and dying while telling you that we won't use our power against you? and stop... stumbling... through the dark!"

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" ah, you commoner! My beloved people, you were made for battle, you were made to be warriors, and you were made to stand up for and save the weakest among us! We have been eradicating Alakijon the beast's tribe for thousands of years. They steal from and kill our people, using our blood to prolong their immortal souls and destroy our land. They are beasts; they killed our Mighty king and set us on fire. Our people are dying of retaliation. Wake up, people. "Prince Rogba said

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After the enchanting and lingering kiss, Prince Rogba leaned back slightly, their lips barely grazing. The steamy puffs of their breaths intertwined as her intoxicated eyes slowly opened. But before his radiant face could come into focus in her hazy vision, his tongue found its way back into her mouth. Another deep, impassioned kiss followed, raw and electrifying. He continued to explore, savor, and caress the depths of her mouth, as if he couldn't quench his thirst for her.

As he indulged in her lips, Arẹwa was overwhelmed by an indescribable pleasure, a sensation that threatened to consume her senses. A warmth, both fiery and sweet, started to swell within her breast, stomach, and between her thighs.

A gentle moan escaped her lips, and her trembling hands moved instinctively, resting delicately against his bare chest. A contented rumble emanated from Rogba's throat, and suddenly his mouth was on her jawline. He kissed and nibbled along her jaw, gradually tracing down the curve of her neck, tasting her as though she were something celestial. The pleasure was so intense that Arẹwa could only writhe in response.

The exquisite and fiery sensation coursing down her bosom intensified suddenly. When he sucked on the sensitive skin of her neck with fervor, she shivered, feeling as though electric currents were coursing through her entire body. Prince Rogba, unable to hold back any longer, slowly removed her dress, leaving her half-naked as they sank onto the bed.

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" come here.. come here... towards me Ida's clan heiress, your body is weak I didn't think you could complete this mission... look towards the darkness.. it's a spirit realms..go go in..." she said commanding
" no! no!! no!!! some one help!!!." Arẹwa call for helps

Fractured Alliances: Betrayal and Love  in the Shadows of War

Prince Rogba urgently signaled to Ojo, "The general is missing! Search the dead bodies with the other soldiers." As he hurriedly left, his shadow guards appeared, reporting, "We found nothing, and the witches are gone." He gestured for them to continue searching.

Amidst the chaos in the newly made camp, nestled between falling trees due to the gods' wrath against their enemies, the fifth prince exclaimed, "We can't believe you're alive! You didn't send any word home, brother." The second prince glanced at the fifth prince, remarking, "You've grown up, brother." "Thank you," came the reply.

"I think the second prince is back to take the throne from his brother," the third prince slyly suggested. The second prince, angered, smashed the table, retorting, "What the heck! How dare you say that? You haven't stopped being greedy." Prince Rogba interrupted, "Brothers, the general is missing, and we're all searching. You have to help."

The third prince, provoking Prince Rogba, scoffed, "What will you be doing, ordering around?" Angered, Prince Rogba snapped, "Do you know who you're talking to? You're talking to the crown prince! Have you lost your mind?" The second prince, charged with anger, moved towards him, but the fifth prince held him back.

"Crown prince indeed, crown—" The third prince was cut off by the fifth prince, "You have no right to disrespect the first prince in that manner," he said, defending his half-brother. "Enough!" Prince Rogba shouted in anger. "Go out now and help others," he ordered, teleporting away to Ida's clan residence.

chapter 70:Royal Rivalry Unveiled: The Missing General and Fractured Allegiances"