“We need to avenge our comrades of The Calamity as well as those who had sacrificed themselves for a greater cause!”
Levi had shown up with a sword made out of an iron meteorite that was once possessed by North Sky Lord.
It was called the Northern Excalibur, and it wasn’t an ordinary sword. It was the symbol of their comrades’ determination to protect the nation.
Levi was no fool—he had long gotten himself ready to flee the scene since he was well aware of Deicide’s destruction.
Although he was ready to sacrifice himself for a greater cause, he had no intention to sustain a meaningless blow since it was one of his principles to keep himself alive at all costs.
He had always shared his principles with his comrades ever since the day he was appointed the commander.
Otherwise, there wasn’t anyone they could defend if they were no longer around to keep the defenseless civilians safe.
Therefore, Levi had no intention to brace himself through Deicide’s attack since he might end up being injured but not dead since his body was sturdier than an ordinary person’s after going through the training with his mentor.
It turned out he had sustained the seemingly serious blow in an attempt to figure out the sturdiness of his body.
He had achieved his goal and found out Deicide could heavily injure him, but it wasn’t capable of ending his life.
Levi played along with those hiding in the dark as soon as he figured out their presence. He had been playing pretend just to lure those in hiding to join the battle.
He was surprised when he found out Eragon had long gotten themselves ready for the upcoming battle.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t be sure if they were friends or foes. Thus, he had resorted to such an extreme countermeasure to determine the intention of Eragon.
That was precisely the reason Levi caused others to misperceive he was dead halfway through the intense fight.
It might be a mission impossible for others, but it was nothing more than a piece of cake for Levi since his mentor had taught him the skill of Shadow Clone.
He had long picked up the proper method to produce a clone in split seconds. Thus, he could easily deceive others with his clone since it had taken the blow in front of others, including the members of Eragon.
With that being said, Levi was merely a rookie. Therefore, he could merely produce one clone at a time since he thought it wouldn’t be wise to master such a skill meant for deceiving others.
He once thought it would be better to brush up his combat skills instead of something as flashy as Shadow Clone.
However, he changed his mind and thought it was equally important to polish his skills to produce several clones at once in case of emergencies.
His mentor told him the experts could easily produce more than a hundred clones at once. Levi couldn’t help but wonder if his mentor could do the same.
Instead of answering his queries, his mentor showed him his index finger. Levi couldn’t care less about it during his conversation with his mentor.
After much consideration, he felt a chill running down his spine when he thought his mentor might be capable of producing more than a hundred clones.
It was then he thought his mentor might have been a demigod or something since no ordinary man was capable of pulling off such an impossible feat.
Levi finally made his way to Baykeep with the Northern Excalibur. He was merely a short distance away from Zarain and could barely suppress his wrath when he found out Jared would rise to the throne soon.
“There’s no way I’ll let you off the hook, Jared! Also, I get the traitors of Zarain back for the misery they have brought upon us!”
Up until then, none of those from Zarain were aware of the things awaiting them since they had no idea Levi was on his way to the nation.
Levi, who had made his way there without his comrades, was there to assert dominance over those from Zarain and prove everyone wrong when they mentioned Zarain was impregnable.
I’m going to show them there’s nothing great about Zarain and defeat them with this sword of mine and nothing else!
