Azael's Wrath: The Fourfold Vendetta

The Battle for Saragar

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Azael, now the master of the seven ancient demon princes and their legions, issued swift and strategic commands. With the Viron knights poised to defend Saragar, the stage was set for a tumultuous battle.

Azael turned to his demon knights, their armor adorned with symbols of resistance to the elemental attacks that the Viron knights had unleashed. "My loyal knights, it is time to claim what is rightfully ours. We shall march into Saragar."

As the demon knights advanced, the Viron knights launched a volley of fiery attacks. Fireballs streaked through the air, but the demon knights, under Satan's command, retaliated with a more potent force. Hellfire erupted from their ranks, breaking through the gates of Saragar in a blaze of destruction.

Beelzebub, in charge of the middle platoon of demon knights, led them with a different purpose in mind. "Our duty is to save the citizens of Saragar. Safeguard them and lead them to the sanctuary of the dark forest."

The demon knights under Beelzebub's command, with utmost care, began to evacuate the villagers, guiding them to the safety of the dark forest. The villagers, now grateful for their unexpected saviors, followed with trust.

Satan, with his platoon, was tasked with a more ruthless mission. "The Viron knights have chosen to stand in our way. It is our duty to eliminate them."

As the Viron knights fought valiantly, the seven ancient demon princes used their unique skills to shape the destiny of the new village. Leviathan conjured a powerful magical shield to protect the growing community, while Belphegor summoned a demon golem to guard the newly erected gates of Drasnia.

Mammon, ever the master of wealth, used his skill to create a formidable wall that would safeguard the village from outside threats, a symbol of the prosperity he would bring to Drasnia. Lucifer, the embodiment of pride, directed his efforts toward constructing grand residences for the citizens, turning Drasnia into a place of beauty and opulence.

Azael, with his dark citadel, moved it to Drasnia, marking the birth of a new center of power. The remnants of Saragar were left behind, and a new era was being built upon the ruins of the past.

The battle for Saragar had evolved into the foundation for the rise of Drasnia. As the dust settled, the people watched, their futures uncertain. Would they embrace their new rulers and their dark protectors, or would they resist the overwhelming forces of change? The landscape of the world was shifting, and Drasnia stood as a testament to the tides of destiny.