David utilized the stacked Authority of 'Wrath,' which, along with the resonating dragon roar, swept across the entire mountainous battlefield.
In that instant, every Moon Elf felt this frenzy.
Their heartbeats sped up, their breathing turned ragged, and their eyes began to burn with zeal.
Especially the vanguard closest to the valley battlefield felt their blood surge. Seeing nothing but a crimson tide of bloody rage, they roared:
"Kill these damned lizards!"
"Close-range fire!"
"For the glory of the Moon Elves!"
"Charge!!!"
In this moment, they saw nothing but the path ahead, nothing but battle. They became confused, forgot their positions, and ignored the treacherous terrain as they began to charge in an almost frenzied manner. Their steps grew faster, their expressions wilder. When they reached the edge of the cliff, they didn't stop. Maintaining their forward momentum, they stepped into the void and plummeted straight down.
