"I know!" Yu Lin Bloodhawk said as he walked. "But each of you can fire at most three more Arcane Shots before your mana runs dry. Take this Infernal, for example."
Yu Lin Bloodhawk pointed at the Infernal ahead. "Seven Arcane Shots would let us blow its head off and steal the Wildhammer Dwarves' kill, but we can't do that now! Let the Dwarves shoot its head off.
"We need to focus on the Infernals whose legs have nearly been crippled. Those rookies don't know how to fight them. All they do is waste mana. We need to help them break those Infernals' legs. That way, however much mana they waste shooting at their heads, it won't be too much, and Infernals that can't stand up won't threaten our people anymore."
Under the combined attacks of over two thousand Elves and Wildhammer Dwarf Gryphon Riders, the twenty Infernals that had entered Small Gourd Belly were quickly reduced to twelve. The Orcs grew anxious. Three Orcs Ironshield Fortress formations lined up abreast and hurried into the narrow stretch of Gourd Waist.
The Elves had long since dug up the narrow passage, leaving it uneven and riddled with sharp changes in elevation. Gaps kept opening in the Orcs Ironshield Fortress formations as they advanced. The Orcs were on tenterhooks, yet secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The Elves seemed to be concentrating all their efforts on the Infernals, with no time to spare for them. Seeing this, the Orcs behind them set another three iron shield fortress formations in motion and followed them into Gourd Waist.
Suddenly, six Gryphons that had been circling in the night sky dove down. Each Gryphon Rider aimed at a gap between the shields atop one of the iron shield fortress formations and dropped several little black