The battle exploded across the ocean.
The infected Grand magus outnumbered them nearly three to one, surrounding the group from multiple directions as the waves beneath their feet churned violently from the constant clashes.
The two High Elf knights fought alongside them, their movements far more graceful than the brutal dwarven fighting style. Lightning repeatedly descended from the darkened sky, striking through groups of infected and leaving burning trails across the surface of the water.
The only advantage these dwarves had against the overwhelming infected forces was their ability to fight in tight battle formations. The dwarves in full plate armor served as the shield bearers, standing at the front and taking the brunt of the attacks, while the ranged fighters armed with high-grade crossbows fired from the back.
"Hold the formation!!"
In the center of the formation, the three master craftsmen were busy preparing something.
Each activated a bronze battle suit.
