Darryl’s face froze and he shouted, “Hurry, all soldiers gather around and prepare to face the enemy.”

He rushed out of the tent quickly as Chester and the others followed behind him immediately.

Once outside, the grand army gathered quickly and followed Darryl out of the base camp. Everyone was furious and surprised when they saw what was in front of them,

They saw a million Raksasa grand soldiers marching towards them. Their leader was dressed in a black animal leather, soft armor, and held a white-boned long blade in his hand, releasing a strong killing aura. It was Amastan.

Behind Amastan was Natalie.

At that instant, Darryl’s vision locked on Natalie as he shouted, “Princess Natalie, why did you go against your word when we had an agreement? Why did you let your tribe kill Master Rama?”

“I…” Natalie blushed as she tried to defend herself. “I have no knowledge of that–”

Amastan interrupted Natalie before she could finish speaking. “Darryl, you bastard! First, you caused my