"This situation has been going on for several months now."
"Whenever night falls, hordes of skeletons and monsters crawl up from underground and swarm toward us beneath the red moonlight."
"All of Maya's residents have retreated behind the capital's walls, hoping the barricades and moat can hold them back."
"Every day, I lead people in battle here, blasting the monsters to pieces in hopes of reducing their numbers. But once moonlight covers the land, they simply return again and again. Night after night, we fight to survive."
Dawn came to Maya. Beneath the majestic rising sun, the seemingly endless army of monsters temporarily retreated.
Watching the dense gray-white tide wriggle toward the horizon and vanish into the boundless wilderness, Blue Devil, standing atop the gatehouse, finally lowered his trident and leaned his weight against a nearby crenellation.
The city gate had nearly fallen last night. Many dragons and Harpies had appeared among the monster horde, placing even greater pressure on their already weak air defenses.
Maya's residents were mostly Sorcerers. They possessed powerful bloodline magic, and many of them could wipe out skeletons by the swath with spell-like abilities.
But against fast-moving airborne targets, they were sometimes less effective than archers. Not to mention that dragons with extremely high Magic Resistance would occasionally fly overhead and breathe fire onto the battlements.
If Cyborg and the others had not arrived in time with a group of powerful reinforcements, using technological weapons and energy blasts to drive back the Dragon Legion, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
That was the nature of medieval cities. Once the gates were breached, those inside would likely have no escape from death.
Before dawn, Diana had returned with Bobo as well. Blue Devil was currently complaining to the Queen of the Amazons. Playing king was too