When Blake heard the news of many dragons being turned to their side, Blake let out a small sigh of relief. The more combat power they had, the easier it would be to fight the dragonic. There was one person who was on the battlefield. Her hair was covered in blood, and her face was smeared with mud. She looked at the orcs next to her fighting just as hard as she was and wondered if she was doing enough.
She was tired, and her body ached. Her mana had long dried up. So she would only hope her sword skills would get her by, as she was not granted a bow. She was put on the front lines. Her ability to show her worth was here in front of her. She did not wish to go back to being a dog. So she would do her everything to continue forward and regain a bit of her life back.
She did not hold resentment or hatred towards Blake and Lillia. In fact, she was grateful they did not kill her. While she had originally been able to do a few jobs, she was soon forgotten and left to wander around by her dog's house by herself. She was fed three meals a day and was never mistreated in any way besides being forced to be naked and live in a dog house, but even that was not as bad as she originally thought. No males were allowed near the palace except the lord. Everyone else was a woman which never made her feel uncomfortable. While she was dirty, and that did start off as something she hated, after a while, she got used to it. It gave her time to think and reflect on her actions. On how she had been jealous over nothing. The princess she had once been jealous of was nothing more than a wife who followed after her husband.
When she saw this and realized how her previous thoughts were wrong, she wondered just what she had been doing all this time. Why did she think that way in the first place? She felt regret and thought her life would be nothing more than a pet that lived outside the palace but now… she had a chance to redeem herself. She had a chance to really prove her worth and would do so even if she must die in the process. To show she will do anything to protect her masters.
"Ahh!" Di cried out in pain as her sword arm was bitten off. She looked up at the firedragon, who gulped down her arm as if it was just a snack and opened its mouth to eat the rest of her and showed no fear. There was pain, but there was no fear in her eyes. She quickly dodged the second attack rolling on that same arm that had just been bitten off, ignoring the fact that she was spurting blood, and went to get up once more. "I will not die here! I will prove to Master I am worth keeping around!"
"Well said!" A large hammer fell from the sky as a cow girl landed on the ground. "My bull has never once been a mean person. He cares for every citizen of Destiny city and even you. He was the one who talked Sister Lillia into allowing you three meals a day. You may have almost killed my bull back then, and he might ignore your state of living, but he would not allow you to starve."
Moha looked at Di and gave a smile before swinging her hammer once more, bashing the heads off the dragons who charged forward. "Retreat back and get your arm healed. You can't fight with one arm and no weapon."
"No, I can! I can just stop the bleeding and continue. If I do not show my worth….." Di shook her head back and forth. She did not wish to retreat now. She did not want to be seen as useless.
"What are you all doing? Quick retreat! We need to return to the main defensive line!" A voice yelled out. As an orc team leader came running over. "Madam Moha, the Lord has issued a retreat back to the first defensive line. The main offensive is not working. We are moving to defense."
"Understood. Do me a favor and drag her to the back and get her arm healed. She is not to return to the front line until she is fully recovered!" Moha ordered before slamming her hammer into another dragon's head, making it explode on contact.
"Yes, Madam!" The orc team leader scooped Di up and began running to the back line for her to be healed. She was losing a lot of blood, so he knew it was urgent that he got her there quickly.
"No, I can still fight. I need to prove I am worthy!" Di cried out. But the orc team leader ignored her.
Moha sighed as she heard her screams. "If only she knew that Sister Lillia also asked for her to keep an eye on the stupid elf."
The battle raged on. The north side went into a defensive stance while the south side was still cleaning up. It would still take a while due to all the dragons. But Noa had already met up with General Yaya and captured all the elves who worked for her brother. They were now being forced to fight due to a deal contract that was put on them. It was different from other contracts as it would cause them to lose their will and become zombies. It breaks their minds making them slaves. So now they were nothing but expendable soldiers.
"We need to hurry with the cleanup. To be sure of loyalty, I will need to put a contract on everyone as well once we finish cleaning up. Those who resist will have a death contract." Noa was not asking for an opinion on this. She was making sure General Yaya knew.
"Yes, Princess!" General Yaya saluted and began giving orders once more.
"Have fifty thousand orcs return to the north side. We need to give more reinforcements to the north." Noa decided that they did not need all this excess manpower now.
