But if Yu Lin Bloodhawk had to come up with a better way to handle the situation now, he really had no good ideas. He felt he could manage easy battles and seize a few advantages, but a grueling fight like this was beyond him.
Despite their numbers, the Elf Mages could no longer blanket every area immediately outside the city with fire magic. Thick smoke also obscured their vision, leaving them to make blind guesses and cast Rain of Fire at suspicious spots below the walls.
"Get away from that area!" Suddenly, a mage atop a gun tower shouted at the many human soldiers on the wall. "The Orcs are summoning demons!"
At his shout, an Elf Ranger beside him shot a red-fletched arrow into the spot the Elf Mage indicated. It was not far from Yu Lin Bloodhawk and the others, and two cannons were still firing there.
Hearing the warning, the human artillerymen and other soldiers scattered, moving away from the red-fletched arrow embedded in the ground.
Moments later, a large, dark-purple, six-pointed summoning circle appeared on the surface of the wall, centered on the red-fletched arrow. Its dark-purple magical light grew brighter and brighter.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk thought the summoning circle looked very much like one used to summon a felguard. He looked up at the sky again. Masses of roiling storm clouds were gathering rapidly, lightning flickering constantly between the thick black clouds. It was a sign that Infernals were about to descend.
For a moment, the long walls of Menethil City rang with the Elf Mages' shouted warnings, the footsteps of running human soldiers, and the clatter of armor. Elf Mages and Elf Rangers even fled several gun towers. Judging by the soldiers' frantic scramble for cover, the Orcs had summoned no fewer demons