"No problem. Leave it to us. We guarantee we'll kill that female elf."
The Flying Uruk-hai captain spoke confidently. They had always considered themselves superior to Orcs.
"Go now. Don't waste time. Remember, kill that female elf as quickly as possible. At the very least, make her stop singing."
The Orc leader was deeply displeased by the superiority in the Flying Uruk-hai's eyes, but he kept his temper. "Once she stops singing, victory in this war will be ours."
"Rest assured, sir. We won't disappoint you."
The Flying Uruk-hai captain gave his solemn assurance, then led over a hundred Flying Uruk-hai swiftly toward Minas Tirith.
These Flying Uruk-hai had also sacrificed themselves, making them incredibly fast. The defenders had no time to stop them before they broke through the defenses and flew toward the highest platform.
"This is bad."
Aragorn and the others were alarmed. They wanted to intercept the Flying Uruk-hai, but the flying dragons had suddenly grown stronger, leaving them unable to break away.
"Die."
Under these circumstances, the Flying Uruk-hai reached the platform without difficulty. Ignoring the guards shooting arrows at them, they hurled their spears at Peggy with all their strength.
"Andrew was right. A mage can't afford weaknesses. You need to fight both at range and up close. Only then can you survive all kinds of brutal battles."
Facing so many spears, Peggy showed no fear. She sang a high note, sending layers of air roaring outward and knocking every spear away.
Peggy needed no one to rescue her, because she was a powerful combatant herself. She wasn't merely a songstress. She was a mage—an all-around mage.
Seeing the spears knocked away, the Flying Uruk-hai captain immediately led all his Flying Uruk-hai into a dive toward Peggy.
"Stop them! Protect the goddess!"
Seeing this, the