"Heavy cavalry! Human heavy cavalry!"
"Heavy cavalry? Hall? The human heavy cavalry is here? How many of them?"
Chief Moer lay on the ground. He'd just taken a direct hit from a Magic Crystal Cannon, and he was not in good shape.
"Hall? Why aren't you saying anything? Hurry up and rally the troops!"
Chief Moer glared at the stunned Hall, his face contorted with fury.
Hall just stared blankly, completely motionless.
"It's over, my friend... It's all over..."
The words barely registered with the dazed Chief Moer. He could sense a large force of human heavy cavalry charging from the distance, but he couldn't make out their exact numbers.
Using Druid Magic to patch himself up, Chief Moer struggled to his feet.
When he saw what was happening in the distance, he instantly understood what Hall meant by 'it's all over'.
A cloud of dust billowed, stretching as far as the eye could see. At the vanguard were Full Armor Knights, their bodies wreathed in a burning battle aura.
