While they reunited, the rest of the battlefield was far from quiet.
Across the plains, Liraeth's soldiers were still locked in fierce combat, blades clashing and war cries echoing through the air. The ground was stained with mud and blood, and the smell of iron hung thick.
Then…
Boom!
A sudden explosion ripped through the ranks of the Legate's army. The shockwave sent soldiers flying, their screams swallowed by the roar of mana bursting into the sky.
"What was that?!" someone shouted.
Before anyone could answer, another explosion followed, then another. Fire pillars erupted, twisting with violent wind currents. Bolts of lightning cracked through the air, tearing through armor and shields like paper.
Liraeth and her soldiers froze for a moment, their eyes snapping toward the chaos spreading across the enemy's rear lines. What they saw made their hearts pound.
