Previously, on Sword of Vengeance                                                         "There’ll be food to eat and surplus wine to drink!" The crowd roared in unison.  A tide of cheers swept across the square, pure and undiluted joy surging through the gathering like lightning.  Children laughed.  Musicians struck up jubilant tunes.   Flags waved, hearts lifted. For a moment, it felt like the kingdom had truly healed. Then it began. Softly, like a whisper only the soul could hear. A chant. A nam

Previously, on Sword of VengeancePrincess Lirl gasped as General Bale’s lips brushed against hers. The world blurred, and her breath caught between memory and moment. She should have pushed him away, but she didn’t.Instead, her body betrayed her resolve. It relaxed. Yielded.And then... tingles. Familiar, yet not.The same warmth that once danced across her skin whenever Xena kissed her.Those sparks that ignited her, now kindled under Bale's touch.But this... this was different. Deeper.As their lips met fully, she closed her eyes. Not out of affection, but confusion. She was trying to feel.To distinguish.Was this love?Or just the longing for something real?Because when Bale kissed her, it wasn't with hunger.It was with heartbreak. His lips spoke volumes, though his mouth said nothing.And then.Too soonHe pulled away.She stood frozen, stunned by the loss of something she didn't even know she wanted more of. A deeper kiss. A moment that never bloomed.Hi

Previously, on Sword of Vengeance EPISODE 66 THE BREAKING POINT General Bale exhaled sharply, the battlefield falling into a tense silence. His fingers loosened around the hilt of his blade.The sword won’t win this fight, he realized. Only instinct will.With that, he flung the weapon aside. It clattered against the stone floor, echoing like a death knell. A symbolic gesture. A declaration. This wasn’t about steel anymore—this was personal.He lunged.A barrage of fists flew at the Emperor.Fast, relentless, full of raw fury. But the Emperor shifted, almost lazily, using only his left lower arm to parry the blows. Each block was surgical, his form tight and unshaken, as if he’d seen every strike coming before it landed.Then, in a blur, the Emperor vanished.As General Bale spun, his was overwhelmed by fear. The presence behind him was unmistakably cold, looming, patient. The Emperor stood there, poised like a predator sa

Previously, On Sword Of Vengeance EPISODE 68 WHEN ALL HOPE BLEEDSGeneral Bale sniffed, tears bleeding from his swollen, blood-shot eyes.Gachin stood above him, unmoved.For a brief second, its celestial countenance softened.Almost… almost as if it pitied the dying human kneeling before it. Its grip on Princess Lirl loosened slightly.Then it froze.A cold, blue flicker flashed in its eyes.Without hesitation, its leg lashed out like a hammer.CRACK.The blow landed with brutal precision.General Bale flew like a rag-doll, his body hitting the ground with a sickening thud before skidding into the jagged base of a ruined pillar. His bones cracked. Blood oozed between his teeth as he reached out weakly, fingers trembling, spine crushed beneath the weight of failure.Princess Lirl screamed.It wasn’t a scream of fear.It was the kind of scream that tore through the soul, like something had been ripped from her. Her knees buckled