" Ice fall" Naledi whispered, from the sky a rain of ice spikes descended and impaled hundreds of enemies before her. She looked around the battlefield and saw the fear in her soldiers eyes.
She couldn't blame them, the scene before them could break anyone's will but not her. She swung her vessel which was a thin blue sword with an ice lily on the rissaco.
A wave of pure white snow blasted out from it and froze everything in a kilometre infront of her. Arrows descended from the wooden wall killing a few weaker beasts.
She looked at the blood red moon above her, it had grown larger, almost a full moon now. Even she was getting worried, not for herself, this wasn't a threat to her.
She was worried about the others, especially Cat, that girl was too reckless. The beasts had been growing stronger and more violent as the moon became larger.
