A dragon devouring faeries (TOME 15 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)

Victory?

Suddenly the ground began to shake... the mountain too and an incessant noise of engines and tracks was heard.

Kabal shouted into Waspy's terminal that she should follow his instructions... yet she never did...

Star also started to move, and all the drones and soldiers started to move.

In the sky, we could hear the roar of jet engines and points of light illuminated the sky, between the holes in the clouds...

Packages of missiles were launched.

Unmanned planes, automatic bombers and a huge column of tanks, and Kobolds and dwarf troops were heading east...towards the Elven capital.

Waspy arrived in the temple and shouted: "Hans has gone mad... he's marching alone on the capital!

Fighters flew low over the Village and to the east, one could see lights reflecting on the horizon.

From time to time flashes of light were seen....

Meanwhile, King Phileas had taken refuge in the dungeon near the altar of Tyrant.

But it was a command screen.

An image appeared and then a hologram showing an elf with wings.

The castle was lined with beautiful elven turrets and waterfalls fell behind. But at night, there were only lamps here and there, and some houses had magical lighting. But during my attack, everyone had turned off candles, fireplaces and light sources,

Only the troops had gathered and the mages had cast several light spells to allow the terrible ballistas to target the infernal creature, that is to say me.

I had the rage and I knew that my strength was increased tenfold. I wanted to hurt the elves and hit them so hard that they couldn't get up, at least not as an empire. But Cabal had talked me out of it.

I was going to lose Kate and I had to end this war so that we could live again as before... even if it meant that she would hate me for years, but we would have eternity to rebuild everything...

But I didn't have Enka's wisdom or foresight.

Kate avoided the subject, she was terrified just by the very nature of mother. She saw her as the final boss, the destroyer, the end of everything, the devil and death incarnate.

I saw her as a mother, a goddess and the true primordial deity. Moreover, I was in her image, like in the Bible...

I felt her strength in me and I was her avenging arm...I was a destroyer.

In front of me were the high walls of the imperial city of Kalimdor, built on the ruins of the ancient Salt Lake City

The great lake was still there, but different, like a single inland sea, the vegetation being lush this time. Was it due to magic? Probably... To climate change and the absence of humans? certainly.

But, at the base of the ramparts, thousands of elves in armor...

They must have been warned...

It was a trap...

Then it would be a battle of endurance.

Behind me, supersonic arrows... Missiles, good old tomahawks rained down on the ramparts but unfortunately for me, not on the troops.

Yes, dozens of elves died from the shrapnel and debris of the explosions but...

Ah... well, the bombers...

It was all nonsense!

I shouted into my transmitter: "Kabal, are you squinting or what??? you're bombing the moat!!!"