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Natalie’s face sank at her brother’s warning, and she swiftly dodged to the side with no hesitation. She did
not need to know what the white flame before her was, but she knew that she stood no chance against it.
“Oh my, you sure can run.” Darryl sneered before he pursued Natalie hurriedly and sealed her acupoints
in one single motion before she could react.
Natalie’s body was immediately frozen in place; she could not even lift a finger.
“You’ll just have to endure this; you are the Raksasa King’s daughter, after all,” Darryl said as he lifted
Natalie with his arms and jumped backward with a tap of his feet. Darryl had a plan—he would hold
Natalie hostage so that the Raksasa Army would have to hold back. That could only benefit the Union
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“Let me go!” Natalie shouted breathlessly with frustration as she struggled and attempted to break free. However,
it was meaningless as her acupoints were sealed.
“Sister!” When he saw that his sister had been kidnapped, Amastan panicked and stood up to chase after her.
Unfortunately, the duel with Darryl had wounded him and drained most of his internal energy; it left him too
weak to do anything to stop them.
“Let go of my sister!” Alaric roared in rage as he leaped into the air after Darryl.
His internal energy exploded as he launched himself toward Darryl with his palm in an offensive position. In his
father’s absence, Alaric should not have acted so recklessly as the General Commander of his army, but he lost
control when he saw someone had taken his sister.
“Want her back?” Darryl smiled carelessly; he spun around at the last minute with his palm up for a
counterattack.
Baam! The two palms collided and emitted a shockwave that sent Alaric flying with a muffled grunt. His face
paled as he landed and steadied himself on the field over twenty meters away. He was stunned as he stared
daggers at Darryl. Just how strong was that man?
Darryl took advantage of Alaric’s defeat to retreat swiftly. He shouted, “Fall back! Fall back!” He glanced at the
battlefield, and he realized that one-sixth of his soldiers had died that night. It had been a significant loss for the
Nine Mainland. ‘But things are different now; I have the Raksasa King’s daughter, his army wouldn’t dare to pursue
us,’ he thought.
Chester and the others heeded Darryl’s command; they immediately jumped into action and began to
gather everyone for a retreat.
“Go!” Amastan’s eyes reddened in anger as he shouted, “Go after them right now, kill them all and get my
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Then, Alaric strode toward his brother with a dark expression and scolded him. “You need to calm down,
Brother! They have our sister; what happens if they decide to harm her to stop us from pursuing them?”
He paused and looked around them before he raised his voice and shouted, “Soldiers, return to camp and
strengthen our defense.”
The Raksasa Army obeyed his command; they returned to the camp in an orderly fashion. Raksasa King was
missing, so the Honorable Son Alaric’s order was absolute.
Amastan was not happy with the fact that they could not do anything about it. He slammed his fist onto
the rock next to him and returned to the camp with the others reluctantly.