After speaking with Caroso, the two elves stopped attacking the Undead army and instead tried to pass between the Goddess of Night's forces and Dawn City.
Gabri thought Anduin had them under control. Since they did not have many troops either, he paid them no mind, assuming they would rest up before helping again.
With this movement and the time spent fighting earlier, nearly a full day and night had passed.
The Forest of Elves' army was marching at full force, but it would still take another day to arrive.
The Human Race army was already somewhat exhausted. The Undead race did not know fatigue, but their combat power would be greatly weakened during the day.
Combined with the Human Race's superior numbers and quality, the scales of victory were still tipping toward the Human Race army.
However, if this continued, even if the Human Race won, it would be a costly victory. After weighing the pros and cons, Gabri was already considering retreat.
He did not reveal his intentions. Instead, he began adjusting the formation.
This was his personal battle formation. With his magic support and the angels' aerial combat advantage, it could achieve the optimal retreat plan.
[Boss Caro, this bastard's trying to run!]
[It's this formation. Don't let him get away. If he escapes this time, he'll definitely turtle up.]
[Yeah. When we played, once he turtled up, he never came back out. The difficulty would rise drastically. We'd have to lure others into attacking the city for a chance to clear it.]
[Right here. Turn this place into the decisive battlefield!]
Everyone else's mana dwindled as they fought, while their injuries piled up.
Caroso and Varian were different. The two had slacked off for more than ten hours, and Caroso had already recovered half his