Chapter 181: Shameless Airael
“You all came for me.”
Mork couldn’t help but murmur in his heart.
Looking at Airael, he didn’t think she was lying, which left him feeling a bit uncertain.
Sure, he was strong, but he wasn’t invincible.
If the humans got serious, they could definitely take him down.
The key thing was Airael’s presence, which left him puzzled about whether the Elves were involved and what role they played if they were.
It’s worth noting that no human had been able to hold him down, but the Elven Race was another story.
“Of course, if we hadn’t known you would be here, how could we have rushed over overnight? Mork, I advise you and your henchmen to surrender quickly.”
Though he felt uneasy deep down, Airael said this with high spirits, refusing to show weakness.
“Just you guys?”
Seeing Airael, Mork couldn’t help but laugh.
Sure, Airael and Cain were formidable, but just thinking they could defeat him like this was a bit too underestimating.
“You think you can beat me just because you’re here?”
As he spoke, Mork’s momentum began to radiate towards Airael and the others.
The ordinary soldiers felt an instant wave of discomfort.
It was as if they were about to meet their doom any second.
Even Cain felt a bit uneasy.
He inwardly marveled at how powerful Mork truly was.
Yet on the surface, Cain remained composed, unaffected by Mork’s pressure.
As for Airael, she seemed to completely ignore Mork’s overwhelming aura.
None of this affected her in the slightest.
The others’ reactions did not meet Mork’s expectations, forcing him to take Airael and Cain seriously.
“Whether we can defeat you, we’ll find out when we fight.”
Airael responded ambiguously.
However, her confident demeanor made it impossible not to think she had absolute confidence.
“Then let’s give it a try!”
But Mork was not so easily swayed.
Was it just a fight? It was as if he was scared or something.
Mork stepped toward Airael and Cain slowly.
The Dark Elves by his side remained motionless; it seemed he intended to duel Airael and Cain one-on-one.
“I’ll go first!”
At this moment, Cain stepped up, shouting as he charged forward.
His arm clenched around a stout lance, its tip aimed directly at Mork’s chest.
In response to the swiftly advancing Cain, Mork sidestepped the lance and bent slightly, swinging his sword at Cain’s horse’s legs.
But at that moment, Airael wasn’t sitting idly by.
She timely cast a Magic Shield for Cain and his mount.
The Magic Shield blocked Mork’s ordinary attack, preventing his sword from advancing any further.
Simultaneously, the galloping horse carried Mork’s sword along, disrupting his balance.
However, this meant Cain couldn’t counter either.
He turned his horse around after running a distance.
Mork managed to stabilize himself again, exuding a low pressure around him.
Just moments ago, he had almost tumbled to the ground.
And this was merely the first round.
“Hey—! Though you’d like to have a one-on-one duel, we never intended to fight like that.”
Airael shamelessly explained.
She was no knight, nor did she have any of those ideals.
She was a Mage!
And no one around knew she was the Elven Queen.
At the same time, Airael harbored some grievances about Cain’s earlier actions.
Honestly, how dumb! If someone wants a duel, just duel them!
Don’t even consider whether you can actually take them down!
Though such fearless spirit was commendable, she wished he’d choose the right time and place instead of being so stubborn.
Otherwise, it would be akin to sending oneself to their death, and if he died, it wouldn’t be just his problem; it could drag down a lot of others with him!
Cain remained silent over Airael’s remarks.
At this point, he truly had no idea how to respond.
Nothing to do with me! I don’t know anything!
I’m just a thug, merely a thug!
……
After a deep self-hypnosis, Cain finally managed to face this extremely awkward situation calmly.
Mork, on the other hand, found it hard to put into words what he felt right now.
Wait, was it really his fault?
In an instant, a burning fury rose in his heart.
“Then fine, come at me together. No matter how many of you come, I’ll show you just how foolish you are.”
He couldn’t care less anymore.
His anger needed an outlet.
Since they didn’t want a one-on-one, then let it be two-on-one or one-on-n!
“We don’t need many; just the two of us will do.”
Saying this, Airael began preparing her magic again.
A golden Magic Circle appeared beneath the hooves, continuously rotating, with Magical Elements raging towards her, morphing into an army of magical forces under her command.
The fierce Magical Element backlash around her triggered phenomena, stirring strong winds and darkening the sky.
The human soldiers around Airael were forced to step back.
Airael didn’t pay much mind to this.
She didn’t expect these soldiers to provide her with substantial protection.
They couldn’t stop Mork from advancing either.
Mork didn’t dare underestimate the intense magical fluctuations Airael was generating.
Meanwhile, he had to keep an eye out for Cain behind him.
As Airael began her magical preparation, Cain was also ready to launch another attack against Mork.
The hooves of his warhorse pawed the ground continuously, already digging a small pit.
The situation appeared disadvantageous for Mork.
Yet both Airael and Cain wouldn’t easily initiate an attack.
Earlier, they had the element of surprise, but now Mork was on guard.
If this round of attack were to fail, they’d fall into a passive position, becoming overwhelmed by Mork’s momentum.
Of course, they couldn’t just stay locked in a standstill forever.
Thus, Airael was charging her power, trying to maximize her magical might.
At the same time, she was searching for an optimal opportunity to launch an attack for maximum effect.
Suddenly, Mork charged toward Airael.
Seeing Mork move, Cain immediately sprung into action.
He urged his horse to pursue Mork.
Airael’s heart raced as she sped up the formation of her magic.
