The roar of spells and the clash of blades played out across the city walls like a symphony.
As time passed, the battlefield had reached a fever pitch.
A young soldier had just used his spear to knock a gnoll off the wall. Before he could pull it back, a goblin darted out from the side and plunged a short sword into his abdomen.
Blood flowed across the paving stones of the wall.
Beyond the city walls.
A red dragon soared through the sky, heading straight for the rear of the legion.
The monsters below noticed the creature passing overhead and hurriedly raised their bows to aim at it.
But what greeted them was a deadly torrent of scorching flames.
"Hefis, clear a path with your dragon breath!"
The red dragon flew at high speed, bending its neck to unleash a blast of dragonfire as hot as molten lava.
Flames like divine punishment rained down from the sky, like the sword of Damocles falling to punish the living.
The monsters were devoured by the flames. No matter how much they rolled around, they couldn't put them out.
Hefis flew incredibly fast.
But the wyvern that had vanished earlier seemed to have heard some kind of summons. It flew out from who knew where and swooped straight toward Hefis, trying to stop him.
"Magic Missile!"
Gauss rose and swung his wand, releasing more than a dozen magic missiles and forcing the wyvern behind them to slow down.
"Woo! Woo!"
The sound of the horn grew clearer.
Outside a camp of hide tents, dozens of fierce-looking ogre warriors stood guard like iron towers. Several monster shamans wreathed in black mist swung their bone staves in unison.
As he rode on Hefis's back, Gauss suddenly felt a heavy pressure slam down on the