"Mages, move ahead of the gorilla and tiger battle pets and cast area-of-effect damage spells to speed up our advance. Rangers of the First Battalion, follow and protect the mages. Watch out for any orc archers hidden among these walking bones who might attack the mages while they're casting."
Alleria shouted her orders, inwardly displeased with Daelin's recklessness. Everyone knew the humans were desperate for revenge, but why did you have to clash with the orcs so soon? Could our elves' two legs outrun your warhorses' four? Couldn't you have turned aside and changed direction while the orcs were still far away? Couldn't you have waited for our Elf Forces to catch up before fighting them together?
You might have three hundred Paladins and over a thousand light and heavy cavalry, but that didn't mean you would win against eight hundred to a thousand Orc Infantry! Did you think the orcs had no experts? No class holders?
The elves adjusted their tactics again. The mages unleashed their power, and the fragile skeletons fell apart in swathes beneath their area-of-effect damage spells. Whether it was Blizzard, Rain of Fire, or Arcane Blast, the brittle skeletons could barely withstand a few hits before collapsing into piles of bones.
The elves' advance became much, much faster. But the skeletons were so fragile that the mages' strenuous use of large-area spells seemed rather wasteful of mana.
Area-of-effect damage spells such as Blizzard and Rain of Fire consumed considerable mana, and each casting released five waves of ice or fiery rain before ending. Yet these fragile skeletal undead fell apart after just one wave, leaving the other four waves of ice and fire utterly wasted.
The Arcane Mages' Arcane Explosion produced only a single blast, but spending mana on it was like using a massive