nagpurpolice Chapter 633 Departing
Chapter 633 Departing
On the other side of the rift, Erend stood in the war chamber with feeling in his chest that grew heavier and sharper, as though his soul was being pulled taut.
Erend was sure that when the time Eccar crossed into the rift the sensation intensified. It was as if the rift itself had reached through the realms and tugged at something deep within him.
"Erend. I'm now being taken into the rift. If you hear me, know that I'll find a way to survive so you don't have to worry. I feel something wrong, but... I think we have to enter."
The connection faded as quickly as it had come, leaving Erend with a mix of unease but also determination. He clenched his fists. Without wasting a moment, he turned to Saeldir who stood nearby and to the gathered division leaders.
"Eccar's crossed into the rift," Erend announced, his voice steady despite the turmoil in his chest. "This confirms it. The time is near."
The division leaders exchanged grave looks, silent communication passing between them. Finally commander Varok nodded and said. "We've been preparing for this."
Erend's gaze swept across the room, locking onto each leader in turn. "Listen, this isn't just about stopping us, Dragonborn. This is about your freedom. Today, you will fighting to break the chains they've place on your world."
Saeldir's sharp eyes glimmered with approval as he stepped forward.
"It won't be easy. I'm sure that those avatars and the soldiers there are powerful, and the rift itself is unstable. But if we time this correctly, we can turn this chance into their downfall."
Erend nodded. "When the portal open we will hit them directly at their core."
The leaders murmured their assent, their postures stiffening with resolve. One by one, they stepped forward, pledging their readiness for the coming battle.
Then Erend he addressed the division leaders aftere their murmured pledges of readiness.
"I need to be clear with you all," he began. "My role in this battle will not be to fight alongside you in the front lines, not for long. My focus must remain on the rift. I'll be going inside it. Like you all know. This is the place of my kind and the mystery behind my existance."
The room fell into stunned silence. The leaders exchanged anxious glances before the first objection came.
"You can't be serious," Brogar said, his gruff voice louder than intended. His fists clenched at his sides. "Your strength is so incredible. If you don't fight with us we'll be at a disadvantage against those invaders, my lord!"
Varok nodded with somber expression. "We respect your decision, my lord. But you must understand what this means for us. You are a symbol of hope for us. Without you in battle our morale will suffer, and so will our strength."
"This plan puts too much on the Lord Elf shoulders, doesn't it? No offense to him, but if you're not out there and something goes wrong—" Lira said and sharp green eyes narrowed.
"Alright, I understand," Erend interjected. He glanced at Saeldir who stepped forward with calm and composed expression.
"I see that you all underestimate me," Saeldir said with a small smile on his face, his eyes sweeping over the leaders. "And while I appreciate your loyalty to Erend, let me assure you. I am far more capable than you thought."
The division leaders hesitated, their skepticism is very clear.
Erend clenched his fists, forcing himself to focus. The "how" of their situation that come to this no longer mattered because it was beyond his control.
What mattered now was the rift, the fight ahead, and the truth waiting to be uncovered in Sularaen Dragnar.
He looked back at the leaders, their faces marked with determination and an unspoken trust in him and Saeldir. They were ready, as ready as they could be for the fight.
Erend suddenly felt the telepathy from Eccar come again.
"Erend, I think now you can go to the invaders' homeworld. All six of their god-powered lords have entered the rift with me."
This was it. The moment they had been preparing for. Without wasting another second, Erend straightened and addressed the gathered leaders.
"It's time," he announced. "All six of their lords have entered and now we can move. Get your troops ready. We're departing immediately."
The squad leaders nodded sharply. Without a word, they exited the room and relayed orders to their divisions. The soldiers, weapons, and equipment they had prepared were mobilized immediately.
"I'll meet you in the portal chamber," Saeldir said.
Erend nodded back, watching as Saeldir strode out of the room.
The Elf Archmage moved with purpose, his mind focused on unlocking portal that would take them directly to Eccar's last location in the rift and into the invaders' homeworld.
Thirty Minutes Later.
The preparations were complete. Soldiers stood in formation, their faces a mixture of steely determination and quiet fear. The weapons forged by Renna are ready in the dim light, each piece imbued with enchantments designed to bring enough destruction to the invaders's place. Division leaders barked final orders, ensuring every soldier knew their role in the mission ahead.
Erend surveyed the scene from the front of the portal room, his eyes lingering on the massive portal apparatus that dominated the underground chamber. Saeldir stood before it holding a crystal orb. The orb glowed with an intense light and feeding the energy into the portal.
Saeldir began the spell to open the gateway that he had been locked to Eccar's last location. The crystal orb pulsed in his hands and the portal's surface began to swirl, forming a vortex of energy that solidified into a shimmering veil of blue and gold light.
"The path is open," Saeldir said.
Erend stepped forward, his gaze meeting each squad leader in turn.
"You know your roles. This is our chance to strike at the heart of the invaders' power. Stay strong, stay united and you will win."
One by one, they nodded, their expressions resolute. Without hesitation, the first squad began stepping through the portal, their figures disappearing into the golden light.
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