After several weeks—
Mid Sector 101— Southern Border
BamBamBAAAAM
"Send 300 Terra Knights to reinforce the eastern wall immediately!" Alexander shouted, his voice booming from atop a towering high tower that overlooked the battlefield. His piercing eyes scanned the chaotic frontline, calculating every move of the enemy.
Without hesitation, he turned sharply toward the east, drew his blazing bow with practiced precision, and—swooo—a devastating storm of poison-laden wind struck that exact spot with deadly accuracy!
Ba-doom
Alexander clutched his chest and collapsed onto one knee, a grimace crossing his face. "Ghh—"
"General!!"
His aides, who had been observing the battle on his behalf from different positions around the tower, immediately abandoned what they were doing. They rushed toward him, their faces etched with worry, trying to check if he had been injured by the exertion or from the backlash of the powerful poison wind attack.
