"Charge!" Slaine shouted.
With the dark-elves in disarray with the artificial landslides that engulf their forward forces, and with Nork beheaded before they can even make a move.
The resistance wasn't going to take this lying down, unlike the ages where they fought them bravely face to face, this time they fought like wolves that took advantage of a wounded prey.
"Aside from killing the eastern leader, he really did create a landslide in this weather. It's amazing, even my magic can't do that."
Lady Allannia held her mouth as she turned away her look from Slaine and looked at the enemy forces below.
"It's probably not the magic esteemed elf Allannia, but the way he does it. Those metalwork item we have seen earlier are not the product of magic, still the firepower is so strong that it could collapse a mountain easily.
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