And as the war rages on, the orcs have not even encountered the Empire's guard directly, only been unilaterally slaughtered.
...
"Great Chief, the spell power of the Ashen Empire is too overwhelming. Should we… retreat for now and avoid the sharp edge?" On the hill, a Clan Leader lowered his head, cautiously inquiring.
Gazing at the billowing smoke across the sky and the sea of fire engulfing the land, Solo, being the Great Chief, extended his hand and resolutely shook his head, his tone grave: "No, we must never retreat."
He raised his head, looking at the bipedal wyverns skimming the skies, and said: "Such extravagance, no wonder they managed to conquer North Aisier, the High Mountain Kingdom. To think those arrogant spellcasters would be assigned to such tasks.
However... this intensity of spell bombardment cannot last long. Even if every person on the wyverns is an Archmage, it is impossible for them to sustain releasing such a high volume of Flame Spells intensely.
