Pack after pack of Felhounds charged at the Sentinels. The high priests unleashed large-scale area spells—Moon Goddess Orbital Cannon! The Doomguards did not engage the Sentinels directly before them. Instead, they flapped their small wings and glided toward the priests, beginning a massacre. Against priests with weak physical combat abilities, the nearly magic-immune Doomguards slaughtered them with overwhelming ease. Yet the priests showed no fear. They continued casting stubbornly, not at the Doomguards in front of them—their targets remained the Felhounds in the rear ranks! Watching them fall row after row, Dianna's heart nearly shattered. The Sentinels wanted to return and aid their comrades, but the advancing Felguards entangled them. As the Burning Legion's main fighting force, these demons possessed both formidable individual strength and respectable tactical discipline. They understood coordination far better than mere cannon fodder. The Kaldorei battled the demons with unyielding will. Just when the demons believed victory was within reach, a group of cavalry struck from their flank!
"Reinforcements are here! Sentinels, counterattack!" As the Sentinels' commander, Lida possessed a sharp grasp of the battlefield!
With the two forces working together, the demons' attack ended in failure.
"Trash! Doomguards, my ass—some elite force you are!"
"They fought well. They were only a step away from pushing to the entrance of the Temple of the Moon. The Elf reinforcements just arrived too suddenly. You can tell from the way they fight that this is no ordinary unit!"
"So what if they're not ordinary? They're still ants. The battle in the outer city is over. Deliver my orders—gather every Felguard here. They aren't needed for the mopping-up operation. The Felhounds can handle that."
"Yes, Commander."
Temple of the Moon, Council Hall
"Chief High Priest, I am Shandris Feathermoon, commander of the Queen's Guard. I have been ordered to