The battle between Darean and Vesalius, the two imperial princes, lasted for three full days.
Darean did not have many Blood Scions, but Vesalius did not have that many troops under his command either. Their main forces had all been concentrated at the Ring Fortress.
After the initial fierce clash, both sides realized they could not quickly decide the battle, so they tacitly lowered the intensity of the fighting.
As a result, even though they had been fighting for three days, both sides' casualties were still kept within a certain range.
The tip of Vesalius's sword swept out, splitting in two a giant bat that dared to approach him. "Darean, you've lived all these years and this is what your brain has become? A few outsiders say a few words, and you bring this little bit of property over to die?"
"They are not just any outsiders." Darean looked pained as he watched the giant bat fall, then gritted his teeth and said, "Besides, I am not betraying anyone! The Demon King has returned, which means he is the true master of the empire. The one committing betrayal is you!"
"You picked the wrong side. Just wait to face His Majesty's reckoning."
Just then, two bats flew in from different directions, one from the left and one from the right, landing almost at the same time on his arm and Darean's.
The two princes looked at each other from a distance, then simultaneously opened the letters the bats had brought.
Darean lowered his head and swept his gaze over it. The letter contained only a few brief lines.
After reading it, he read it again, then threw back his head and burst into laughter!
He laughed so hard he bent at the waist, laughed until the Blood Scions around him,