Scarlet. Everywhere.
The skies were engulfed in blazing red. The horizon swallowed in flames. Everywhere Anorah looked, she only saw red.
Her will still encased the whole city, flickering as Redflame attacks hammered at it. Each impact shook her core, sending jolts of pain through her body.
'I can't keep this up.'
The Red flame army was almost upon them. Though their target was right ahead, they didn't appear in a hurry. They marched slowly, chanting loudly, leaving scorched earth in their wake.
Anorah could feel the morale of the resistance waning as the seconds passed. The once hyped army had been reduced to clusters of clattering teeth and shaking limbs.
The only thing keeping the city together was her shield. One attack from a viscount level god would decimate the entire city.
"Raise your weapons!" Anorah raised her blade, its radiance bathing the city. "They're almost upon us! We'd rather die fighting!"
