The collision of blood and fire began a brutal struggle as the two armies fought over the twelve ramps.
Velin watched everything unfold, steadily reinforcing the northern wall and maintaining the 135th Legion's control over it.
Watching the deadlocked battle for the wall, Marquis Dalag ordered the second wave of troops to be deployed.
Ten thousand Dwarves charged toward Black Forest Fortress beneath their banners.
"Haider, go help as well."
Darag looked at the old Dwarf beside him, whose aura remained steady, and spoke in a deep voice.
"Yes, my lord."
The old Dwarf Haider grabbed his iron hammer and headed straight for Black Forest Fortress.
"Miss Shirley, this Dwarf..."
Before Garcia could finish speaking, Shirley put on her knight's helmet, took up her Knight Lance, and rode her Winged Dragon toward the wall.
The human and the Dwarf exchanged glances, then silently rose three hundred meters into the air and began fighting.
Marquis Dalag narrowed his eyes at the sight. "Faisal, you go too."
"Yes, my lord."
A Dwarf Warrior with faint red scales on his face answered loudly and headed for the front lines.
"This one's mine." Gorina spoke with some excitement. Before her two companions could agree, she lifted her staff and flew out first.
"A weak human woman, reeking of a disgusting scent." Dwarf Warrior Faisal stared at the unremarkable human with open disgust.
"Whether I'm weak or not, why don't you come find out?"
Gorina brazenly examined every part of Dwarf Warrior Faisal's body, considering where she should start peeling off his scales.
Seeing his dispatched fighter intercepted, Marquis Dalag did not reveal any more of his hand. He did not know how many Soul Intent rank experts the commander of Black Forest Fortress still had.
If he had played all his cards while the