"Quick" had become the word Harry heard most often that day.
Almost everyone was shouting it, racing against time to escape the dangerous battlefield.
The Centaurs who had come from the Forbidden Forest to help were mostly intercepting the Titan Giants' earth-shaking advance.
The Centaurs charged back and forth across the battlefield swarming with monsters. These natural-born warriors truly were better suited to battle.
Like chopping melons and vegetables, they reaped the lives of ordinary monsters.
But anyone could see that before the giants, their efforts were no more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Whoosh!
Dozens of wooden spears flew in unison toward the Titan Giants' skulls. Spears powerful enough to pierce stone walls embedded themselves in the giants' bodies, yet the only result was a series of crisp clinks.
A few pierced the giants' eye sockets, where ghostly flames burned, but they could not inflict any real damage!
"Your people need help, Firenze!"
At any other time, Harry would certainly have enjoyed the soft body of the girl in his arms. But now, he cared far more about everyone's lives!
Harry grabbed Firenze's mane and shouted into his ear.
A Centaur was swept beneath a giant's advancing footstep and turned into a bloody pulp without even having time to scream!
Firenze hurriedly glanced back. Sorrow flashed through his eyes at what he saw.
"Their task is to buy time, not defeat the Titan Giants!"
Harry bit down hard on his lip, his eyes burning.
The Ministry's Aurors, the faculty, the ghosts, the Goblins from the exchange delegation, and even the Centaurs, who had been at odds with wizards for centuries.
Everyone was fighting desperately for the young wizards' lives!
A fierce sense of unwillingness surged up within Harry. He wanted to do more.
He would rather