Far into the borders between Alberna and Ereia, Commander Nassor began diving back in the lands of Alberna, even deeper than what they have initially done. They have already vanquished two of the enemy armies that came to face them but it also came with a price as their casualties was more than a third of their initial army.
The old commander watched as the remnants of the enemy army scatter and try to flee from their pursuers who weren't keen on letting them off the hook that easily. His gaze was on the dispersed enemies but one heavy tired sigh to his left forced him to turn his head, to his left stood the mighty paladin who was in all his glory bathed in blood both of their enemies and allies.
The old man was very thankful of Commander Karim's presence in their army since with him, all soldiers of theirs had an assurance that for as long as they draw breath even after suffering fatal wounds, their powerful paladin would snatch them away from the claws of death. Commander Nassor never gave up on trying to figure out the real identity and history of Commander Karim years ago since it was futile.
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