A heavy silence blanketed the battlefield as Vrasha struck Kaelrath down with a single decisive blow, her blade slicing through his so-called legendary armor as if it were nothing.
Her sword carved through the thick plates as though they were paper, cleaving his chest open in one swift strike. Kaelrath collapsed lifelessly to the ground, his reign ending in an instant.
"Hmph! Did you really think a piece of armor could save you from me? Don't be ridiculous."
Vrasha snorted coldly, swinging her sword to fling off the blood before turning her gaze toward Kaelrath's corpse.
'Father… Mother… finally, I've avenged you with Kaelrath's death…' A single tear slid down Vrasha's cheek as she closed her eyes, her lips curling into a relieved smile.
Meanwhile, both the Dragon Blood Tribe and the Ogre Tribe stood frozen in shock.
