Prince Lazaar looked on with a cold expression as Cameron bade farewell to Onean, and the thought of the horrific state that Jeff was in flashed through his mind, striking him with the uncontrollable urge to strike down Onean as an act of vengeance for his own son. However, right as he was about to raise his sword, a burst of golden radiance surged toward him from behind.

Even though King Cameron was close to being a spent force, he wasn't going to allow anyone to try and harm his own daughter in his presence.

Lazaar turned around to defend himself against the burst of golden sword intent, and by then, Onean and Erwin had already sped into the distance. He knew that his top priority right now was to take care of Cameron, so he raised his Bai Ze sword and waved it toward the southern encampment. Upon receiving this signal, all of the white-armored priests of the church immediately parted to open up a wide path down the center. The troops of Burmen behind them were already raring to go, and waves of thunderous cheers instantly erupted as they spotted an opportunity for them to rejoin the battle.

"Long live, Lord Lazaar! Long live, Lord Lazaar! Long live, Lord Lazaar!" The soldiers of Burmen had already adopted their formations, and the foot soldiers were prepared...