In a land of broken dreams, only the brave dare to rise.
Zach, the brave leader of the Renaissance band, fights against the seven kingdoms-Drakonium, Aetheria, Sunridge, Oakridge, Solaria, Aurelia, and Elysium. Together with his loyal friends, who a...
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The morning sun bathed the landscape in warmth, casting a golden glow over the vibrant green trees that swayed gently in the breeze.
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A river babbled nearby, and the air was filled with the cheerful sounds of birds chirping, deer grazing peacefully, rabbits bounding through the grass, and frogs croaking their morning song.
Suddenly—
Kazaks hurled his war hammer high into the air. It landed with a thud right next to a startled deer, sending the entire herd bounding away in a flurry of panic.
"ARGH!! HOW COULD I MISS THAT?!"
Yzavynne, who had been trailing behind, caught up and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Aww~ mighty Kazaks, feeling frustrated already?"
Kazaks shrugged her off, a fierce glare on his face.
"Hands off, lusty woman! I'm here to prove I'm the second strongest among us warriors of the Sins."
Yzavynne raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips.
"Hmm? Trying to prove something, are we, mighty Kazaks? You know, just yelling doesn't make it true."
"Of course! It is I, Kazaks! The Warrior of Wrath! I am the second strongest—"
Before he could finish, an arrow zipped by, barely missing Kazaks' ear.
Both he and Yzavynne froze, eyes wide in shock.
The arrow found its mark, landing squarely in the side of a deer that had lingered too long, bringing it down instantly.
Kazaks turned to Yzavynne, a mix of astonishment and anger on his face.
"What just happened?! Did someone shoo— oh, be careful for once, Leeani!!"
Leeani, standing a little distance away, let out a loud war cry, celebrating her successful shot at the deer while still looking backward.
