Facing the falling Black Dragon, the elite Dwarves below began to maneuver four nearby heavy crossbows to aim at it and dispatched two war golems to advance.
"Release the dragon-hunting crossbows!"
"Attack with the war golems!"
As the Black Dragon landed, hundreds of elite Dwarves charged fearlessly.
Raine, seeing the Black Dragon gradually suppressed, focused his attention on the main battlefield.
Due to his aerial restraint, the elite Dwarves below had swiftly moved over eighty percent of the heavy dragon-hunting crossbows to suitable positions to attack Aisores and aimed correctly.
"Whiz! Whiz!"
Intense sounds of piercing through the air echoed!
Heavy crossbow arrows with barbed tips flashing with icy light aimed from all directions at the leader of the dragon race, Aisores, who was fiercely battling with the dwarf elders.
