Realizing there was no way out left the enemy troops with no other choice. Escape was impossible. Fighting to the last drop of blood was their only remaining option.
One of the men raised his sword and pointed it forward. "Attack them!"
The enemy soldiers charged back into the city. Ethan smiled as he watched them rush in with desperation written all over their faces.
The battle erupted, unavoidable and fierce. The team members unleashed their skills, cutting down more of the city's enemy soldiers while making sure they themselves remained unharmed.
Ten thousand enemy troops against sixty thousand soldiers of the Eastern Alliance. Even a child could see who held the advantage.
Ethan lifted his head toward the sky. A red light drifted toward him. It was Lyodra.
She had finished her task. Ethan ordered Lyodra to descend and join the fight, to kill as many enemy soldiers as possible.
