The Cavalry drove into the Rat Tide like an arrowhead, killing countless Ratfolk, but more kept surging forward.
Before the Cavalry could sink into that endless sea of Ratfolk, the supporting Cavalry charged after them. In the distance, the Mage Tower blazed like a fierce sun. A dazzling beam swept through the Rat Tide, carving out a scorched swath hundreds of meters wide.
The City Guard held against the Rat Tide. A messenger ran up onto the wall and reported to Olmedo, "The Mercenaries are at the gate, demanding to go out and hunt Ratfolk."
Smoke rose across Breeze City. The residents had already taken shelter in their homes, and now that the crisis underground was over, the Street Sweepers only had to clear out the Ratfolk spreading chaos.
"Let them out. And tell them it's ten silver coins for every Ratfolk left ear."
Paid to defend the city, the Mercenaries howled as they rushed out of Breeze City. They avoided the front of the Rat Tide and swept in from both flanks.
A second beam from the Mage Tower struck, searing the outline of a man's organ into the ground around Augusta and the Ratfolk Elder.
Olmedo returned to the ground, mounted his warhorse, and led the returning Cavalry in another charge.
The wind roared past Olmedo's ears and tossed his golden hair. He saw only that pair of weathered blue eyes.
"Father, you gave up your humanity and your power as a Mage. What for...?"
The Ratfolk bones piled nearby showed that traps remained in the Old Mage Tower. Annan could not summon the Blue Dragon and had no Magic Ring, but from the moment he picked up a piece of Glowstone and crawled out of the tunnel until he reached the end of the corridor, he