Without hesitation, the Power of Command erupted fully, and the Bloodthirsty only managed to let out cries of despair before being hurled from the high walls like cannonballs by Bologue.
The Night Race decisively detonated the Bloodthirsty. Their swollen bodies exploded one by one into brilliant fireworks in mid-air, raining down a torrent of blood.
Bologue was somewhat disappointed; he did not kill the Bloodthirsty immediately. His first aim was to prevent their explosions from damaging the high walls, and his second aim, a bit of a cruel hobby, was to use them like cannonballs against the Night Race's assault.
Fallen on the coast below the high walls, as far as the eye could see, were twisted and decaying corpses, blood mixing with seawater, seeping into the sand.
Red sand everywhere.
Bologue was momentarily lost in thought, which reminded him of the days of the Scorched Earth Rage. Fortunately, this time, Bologue possessed the power to reverse the battle.
