The Pagna warriors and the mages in Noble land, their attention was drawn to the large objects in the sky, it was impossible to miss it due to the large shadows they were casting in the area. Even those that were locked in combat instinctively slowed for a second, their eyes drifting upward as the battlefield darkened unnaturally.
At first, when the Noble Guild could see who it was, they saw that it was Idore the Grand Magus. Seeing him had brought them hope, having a nine star mage on their side, would be able to eliminate a large number of the warriors they were going against. For many of them, Idore wasn't just a leader but a symbol of dominance, the strongest mage in Alterian descending into the battlefield.
But when they saw the large giant boulders of earth though, there was a thought that itched at the back of their mind. Something wasn't right. The scale of the spell, the positioning of it, it wasn't aimed with precision.
