Fear spread quickly among the armored soldiers. They had heard the screams from the battlements and now they had seen the result with their own eyes. Their commanders and the mages who guided them had been swallowed by that terrifying black energy.
The men who had stood above them with authority and confidence were now nothing more than collapsing bodies on the wall.
Despair crept into the soldiers' hearts. For a moment many of them hesitated. Their spears no longer moved with the same power as before. Their steps lost the perfect rhythm that had once defined their formation.
Several soldiers even took a step backward.
The realization settled heavily inside them.
There was no point in stopping this group of nine.
They had faced countless enemies before. Monsters, warriors from another nation, and magic beasts.
But this… this felt different.
These nine attackers moved through the battlefield like unstoppable forces of nature.
