The battle dragged on for nearly an hour. The desert outside Senkeht had transformed completely. Blood soaked the sand in dark patches. Broken arrows littered the ground. Beast corpses piled against the stone barricades while the air itself carried the smell of fire, dust, and death.
Yet the warriors of Senkeht held firm. Not once had the line broken. Not once had panic overtaken them. Even the wounded continued fighting, retreating only when physically dragged back by others. The synchronization was frightening to watch.
A sand wolf leapt toward the wall.
THUNK!
Three arrows pierced its skull simultaneously. A desert cat slipped through a gap.
SHING!
