Archer was standing on the eastern wall the legion built that led to the road to as a horde of Mutated Humans and Monsters rushed toward them. He turned to Elara, nodding. ''Begin my love.''
When the redheaded Dragonkin heard this, she faced her commanders, a wide grin spreading across her face. ''Light them up,'' she ordered with a decisive nod.
Moments later, the wall erupted into chaos. Cannons roared in unison, their muzzles belching Mana Blasts and smoke as explosive shells arced into the horde that continued rushing toward them.
The stone shuddered as blasts tore through the enemy ranks, shredding mutants into bloody mist and hurling monstrous beasts skyward in sprays of ichor. A hulking creature with too many limbs staggered, collapsing into a twitching heap.
Archer watched as mages unleashed their fury in tandem. Fireballs the size of boulders screamed through the air, detonating in blinding bursts that incinerated dozens of mutants at once.
