The battlefield of the once-populated land was now covered with the stench of blood, fire enveloping the fallen bodies of Cloud Knights. A normal person couldn't survive in an unforgiving battle like this, lots of lives were lost and anguish filled the air - it was a true massacre. In the distance, the only survivor remaining was the reliable general - Feixiao, battling against the leader and dictator of this horrible massacre - Hoolay.
Feixiao's boots gritted against the eroded ground, as the dust attempted to hide her presence from certain death but it was no use. Sharp, deadly claws swiftly swiped in Feixiao's direction, pausing suddenly when Feixiao had disappeared.
"You're growing old Hoolay, your claws aren't as swift as they used to be."
"Quiet, Feixiao. Your snarky remarks cannot protect you from certain death. You may be highly regarded as the 'Merlin's Claw', but do not forget your Borisin lineage."
"Oh shut up, will you? You may be larger compared to me, but that doesn't mean you're unbeatable. Surely you're aware of my power?"
In a fit of confidence, Feixiao pulls her halberd from her back and swings it towards Hoolay with all her might.
"My strength may be diminishing... But Hoolay must die."
With each swing was like a flash of lightning, impossible to keep up with the naked eye. Hoolay's body quickly gained numerous scratches, his body stature remaining in the defensive.
"Do you like this doggie? Surrender now, and I'll make sure you'll safely be taken to the Shackling Prison to pay for your sins."
However, Hoolay didn't seem fazed. He instead smirked, and swiftly but forcibly grabbed Feixiao's halberd and snapped it in half like a twig. Feixiao's confidence noticeably wavered, however she fell back and grabbed out her gunblade, shooting Hoolay with no signs of mercy.
Click, click.
"Crap... My gunblade is out of ammo. Surely Hoolay must be seriously injured thought... Right?"
Feixiao looked up at Hoolay, and to her horror his once noticeable wounds have somehow healed completely, despite her constant, relentless attacks.
"Haha... You're a monster. I knew you possessed incredible healing but you surpass even my own expectations Hoolay. I'm not sure whether to be impressed, or gape in horror."
"Feixiao... Feixiao... I would be lying to say you're weak. You clearly possess great strength, but more importantly you kept the violence loving nature of us Borisin within our bloodline. It is not too late. I can see you are injured, and you clearly cannot send me to the Shackling Prison - let alone kill me."
Feixiao kept quiet, listening into Hoolay's proposal.
"Why not join us again, your fellow Borisin lineage? You can fight alongside me as equals, to satisfy your violent cravings. You surely know once the people of the Xianzhou know your secret bloodline, they'll exile you without looking back. Afterall, who would want the enemy of the Foxians to live alongside them? Nobody."
Feixiao kept silent, until she announced.
"No way, Hoolay. I know my friends, and they would never leave me for something as miniscule as my blood. They know me, and I know them. I would never betray my friends to join scum like you. Keep dreaming."
Hoolay then scoffed, raising his hand.
"This is truly quite disappointing. I was surely hoping you'd accept, alas your disgustingly optimistic and kind personality prevents this. Oh well, you'll make a tasty dinner tonight."
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The Foxian Healer's Deceit
FantasyGeneral Feixiao's greatest enemy, Hoolay, has mysteriously escaped the Shackling Prison with no signs of a struggle. Alongside with Jiaoqiu and Moze, she intends to find and detain him back into the Shackling Prison, however, due to the meddling of...