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He then continued,"The Elves, on the other hand, are a well-balanced force with a clearly defined hierarchy. Their combination of strength, agility, and tactical prowess makes them a formidable opponent.

As for the ultimate victor? I think Zehn will be, the leader of the other human faction. His exceptional leadership, combined with the unwavering loyalty of his people, will ensure their triumph."

Axl, his patience wearing thin, growled, "Are you finished yapping? What makes you think your predictions will come to pass?" He had been surprisingly restrained, much to Raven's amusement. Raven had expected Axl to immediately launch an attack, but the dragon had remained surprisingly calm.

Raven, unperturbed, replied, "As it stands, he has already conquered two factions, while the rest of you have only one and none. And some of you will fail not because of your strength, but because of the rules. Your commanders and forts are being targeted. Once they are eliminated, your faction is automatically disqualified. Some factions are aware of this, but others seem to be oblivious."

Axl's eyes narrowed. "So, you're saying we're all doomed?"

Raven shrugged nonchalantly. "That depends on your ability to adapt. If you can't figure out how to protect your commanders, then yes, you are 'doomed' to fail."

Raven, his gaze fixed on the screen, spoke calmly, "Remember the odds factors that were set by the audience? The elves are already making a move on your commanders. Your factions don't have much time left."

Azrael, his face a mask of concern, asked, "You said Zehn will eventually win, but how? You said humans are 'weak.'" He didn't like the prospect of his faction being the first to fall.

Raven chuckled darkly. "Because he's a dangerous coward. He'll attack at the perfect moment and retreat at the slightest sign of risk. That's why your faction never found him from the beginning."

Azrael fell silent, the weight of Raven's words sinking in. Hisfactiondid keep finding signs of another faction but never foundit. But now, he realized that Zehn's survival instincts and adaptability were far more formidable than he had ever imagined.

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The sub-dimension, once a vibrant and diverse ecosystem, was now a desolate wasteland. The war had taken a toll, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake. The once-proud factions, their ranks decimated, were struggling to survive.

As predicted by the mercenary, the downfall of Azrael's faction began with a single arrow. Vera, their last standing commander, fell to the deadly aim of Tyler, an elven archer. The loss of their leader sent shockwaves through the faction, shattering their morale.

The dwarves, their fortress a mobile fort of defense, attempted to flee the battlefield to regroupthemselves. But their escape was cut short by a surprise encounter with the dragon faction. The two sides, their rivalry a driving force, engaged in a brutal duel. The dwarves, utilizing their fortress as a weapon, managed to inflict heavy casualties on the dragons.

However, in a final act of defiance as they knew of their impending doom, the dwarves detonated the fortress, taking a significant number of dragons with them.

The elves, were forced to finish off the remaining dragons. The clash between the two factions was a brutal spectacle, a testament to the tenacity of both sides. In the end, the elves emerged victorious, but at a great cost.

Zehn's faction, once a formidable force, met a swift and brutal end. Because of a greedy commander, seeking to profit from the chaos, had betrayed their leader, revealing their location to the beastmen. The beastmen, their ruthlessness unmatched, had made quick work of Zehn's forces, their victory a testament to their predatory nature.

The final showdown was between the elves and the beastmen, two factions driven by different motivations but united by a common goal: survival. The battle was a clash of titans, a spectacle of strength and agility. In the end, the elves emerged victorious.

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Watching this he turned quiet.

"..." Raven, his gaze fixed on the screen, spoke calmly. "Well, I was wrong. Congratulations, Miss Lara. Your faction is quite formidable." The Elven princess, however, remained silent, her expression unreadable.

Inside his mind, Raven mused, "They did win in the novel too... but this time I took the Blessed away... so this is going to be interesting."

Axl, his patience wearing thin, demanded impatiently, "So, are we going to fight now?"

Raven shook his head. "Not yet. I'm waiting for something."

After a moment, a chilling howl echoed through the air, followed by a symphony of horns, harps, and drums.

A smile crept across Raven's face. "There it is."

Seraphina, her hair and eyes glowing an ethereal gold, tore through the fabric of reality with a simple gesture of her hands. A vortex of energy opened before her, revealing the sub-dimension. With a graceful leap, she stepped through the portal, disappearing into the swirling chaos.

From above, she looked down upon the Blessed and Raven. The Blessed, their faces etched with determination, stood quietly but confused about the situation and ready to face whatever challenges awaited them. Meanwhile Raven, his eyes closed, stood alone, lost in silent thought.

"Our dear Blessed ones, champions of the divine, hear me. You are our chosen, favored by the us. Do not ever waver for we see in you not weakness, but a potential that has yet to be fully realized. Your divine gift, though a burden, is also a great power. But know you are the five that were favoured.

And today you will face one of your first adversity, We wantedto let you know in whatever you do we are always watching you young champions. We will be there to help you and never abandon you. So before your battle tournament, a test of strength and spirit begins we would like to encourage you. The strongest will emerge victorious

And you, mercenary," she turned her gaze to the mercenary, her voice filled with a subtle disdain, "you, who would gladly sell your soul and morals for mere coin. You will be rewarded greatly for your 'help' in growing our champions. But know this, it won'tbe easy! They are favored a reason. "

She then paused, her eyes filled with a gentle compassion. " I wish you the best on the start of your journey." 'They' said as the golden light faded and Seraphina gained control of her body.

" Praise to the goddesses." She said.

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