Chapter 1189: Sarina Koba

Anatoly Novgorod sat silently in the carriage as it rattled southward toward the captured Draconian ships. His mother sat across from him, her expression unreadable as she tapped away on a communication device, the soft clicks filling the otherwise quiet space.
It took a few hours to reach Volgograd City, but as they got close, something felt off, causing him to climb out of the carriage as it came to a stop. Catherine remained inside with a
knowing smile.
'Foolish boy, I'll let you learn your lesson,' she thought with a knowing smile while spotting a dozen aircraft high above.
Anatoly and his guards stood at the edge of the city, their gazes locked on the colossal fleet of blimp-like vessels looming high above. The air was thick with tension as the crafts suddenly lit up, their ominous glow illuminating the darkened skies.
"It's the Draconians! Take cover!" the commander bellowed behind him, his voice cutting through the chaos.
Before Anatoly could react, the world erupted into fire and shrapnel as the ground shook. Explosions tore through the city, flattening the proud crown of the south and shaking the ground beneath his feet.
Yet he stood frozen, his eyes wide as destruction rained down around him. In seconds, the city's defenses roared to life. Towers groaned as they shifted to aim, and mana cannons unleashed blazing torrents of energy into the heavens, their arcs lighting up the battlefield.
"Your Majesty! Something's falling from the crafts!" a soldier shouted, his voice cracking with alarm.
Anatoly gazed upward, his breath catching as dark shapes began descending from the skies like harbingers of doom. Surprise took him as the Draconians hit the continent from their island.
'How have they created such war machines? And why are soldiers jumping from them!' he thought when seeing the parachutes open as the enemy troops landed in Volgograd.
The sound of battle erupted, but that's when the commander shouted once again, "Enemies incoming! Protect the emperor."
Moments later, the Novgorodian Imperial Guard closed in, forming a protective circle three ranks deep, just as the Draconians landed a few meters away. Anatoly could now take in the full sight of them.
He had to admit he liked their armor, which shielded their vital areas and was imposing and menacing. Their helmets, shaped like skulls, sent an icy shiver down his spine. The black armor gleamed in the afternoon sun, almost as if it were alive with menace.
One soldier roughly nudged him toward the carriage, speaking with urgency. "Your Majesty, we'll hold them off. You must return to the capital."
Anatoly agreed with a worried nod before climbing inside just as a deafening roar sounded when the Draconians surged forward, their heavy boots thundering against the earth as they charged at the Imperial Guard.
"This is what I trained for! It's time to show High Command what a Koba can do,' she internally celebrated with an excited smile.
Sarina rushed past the blasts as the craft returned fire with the Devastator Cannons that level the city below, causing plumes of smoke to erupt. Her heart pounded as the ground neared, the chaos of exploding cannons still ringing in her ears.
She yanked the ripcord, feeling the sudden tug of the parachute deploying, jerking her upward before the fabric billowed wide, slowing her descent. Around her, the rest of the Shocktroopers followed suit, their chutes opening in a wave.
The wind howled as Sarina glided down, her eyes scanning the chaos below. She could see the streets teeming with soldiers and civilians alike, the sound of distant spells and clanging metal rising from every corner.
As her feet finally touched the ground, she hit hard, rolling to absorb the impact before springing to her feet. Her gaze swept through the chaos, and there, amid the madness, she spotted her friends already sprinting toward her, weapons ready.
At the front of the group was their commander, her eyes locked on a distant target. "Port," he shouted, his voice cutting through the noise. "Move out!"
Sarina didn't hesitate and readied her sword before taking off with the others, her boots pounding the cracked streets as they rushed toward the port, where their next battle awaited. When catching up, she noticed Alliance soldiers fighting back, but they were surprised thanks to the sudden attack. Sarina ducked under a Warhammer while slicing through the man's leg.
The enemy crashed to the ground as she plunged her blade into his skull. Following that, the Shocktroopers rushed through Volgograd City killing any enemy soldiers they found but when the group arrived at the port; it was chaos.
Dozens of Draconians were attacking the outer wall as they converged on the port to get picked up by the navy. The commander pointed to a massive building. "The Draconian Sailors are in there. Let's free them while the others destroy the ships."
When Sarina entered the building, a dozen Alliance soldiers rushed at them. She deflected
several attacks before countering with her own. Enemies dropped like flies as other
Shocktroopers went to retrieve the captives.
As they waited, several massive explosions shook the city, causing Elisa to appear beside her
while cleaning her sword, "Looks like the other squads hit the ships, we just have to wait for
the landing craft while holding off the reinforcements."
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