In stark contrast to Augusta's overwhelming thunderstorm, there was Horn.
This genius with Eighth Level Talent displayed a breathtaking ability to defend and counterattack, unmoved like an unshakable mountain, reassuringly guarding every inch of land he chose.
"Stand firm, they're coming!"
The team he led would convert the surrounding earth element for their use wherever they went.
The solid rock shields could withstand the heavy cavalry charges, and the rising stone pillars could scatter the indigenous formations.
Horn himself was like a moving fortress, with a massive rock fist in hand, smashing a group of knights who dared to approach into pieces, taking both man and armor.
The indigenous people once tried to lure him into an underground cavern, then detonate the rock layers to bury him alive.
