"Boom!"
The earth-shaking roar erupted, another bomb detonated mid-air, the explosion birthing flames that devoured and scorched everything around it.
The air was suffused with the acrid stench of gunpowder smoke and the metallic tang of blood.
The land was left scarred and barren, littered with blast craters, fragmented shrapnel, and towering piles of scorched orc corpses.
But now, the intensity of the bombardment had noticeably lessened compared to before.
Bipedal wyverns, after all, required resupply for their ammunition, and in this brief lull of relative safety, the orcs tread on the corpses of their kin, charging through the blazing inferno in an almost manic frenzy.
Even as the beast hide on their bodies was ignited, even as their feet stepped onto rocks burned red-hot and blistering, the orcs paid no mind—they only surged blindly forward.
