The battlefield was painted with blood. Both sides suffered loss with every passing minute. It was hard to determine who was overpowering the other, power was slipping through the hands of King Zavian and Karne was no better.
With the miserable state of both sides, one would be unable to think of the outcome. The result couldn't be determined unless one knelt to the ground and yield.
However, at this point, King Zavian had suddenly taken over the battlefield like a wounded soldier. Something drive him ahead and caused him to inflict heavy damage on Karne's troops.
A trusted soldier was right next to king Zavian as he heaved, "Your majesty, we have lost many warriors, you are injured as well. Should we -"
"No!" King Zavian did not let him finish, "We can't. We won't. Everyone is wai
