Chapter 516. Weight of a Commander

Sweeping his gaze across the field, Bassena could see the rest of the airborne beasts had been taken care of. Some of the Specters had been felled, and the marksmen were in the middle of guiding.

Everything seemed to be fine right now, but with that looming presence of the titan and the invisible ray of death, Bassena didn't think they should spend their time leisurely picking on those creatures one by one. The longer they spent on the battlefield, the more they would have to face the clone's attack; and even though they could prevent more destruction thanks to Zein, it took a chunk of their defensive force to do so.

Not to mention...

He glanced at the guides who were running around between the marksmen and the magicians.

Yeah. Battle of attrition was not in their favor. Even if there was a looming shard on top of them--which they did not have, fortunately--the corrosion from skill usage would still pile up.