~ Third Person POV ~
A gorilla dug his tower shield to the ground, several bolts of magic slamming mercilessly against the iron wall moments later.
The gorilla gritted his teeth as he endured the onslaught of magic. His chimpanzee rider, a friend he acquainted with during his free time, was already on the ground with his head split open.
He knew that he would be revived a few hours later, but seeing your friend die in front of you was no less a harrowing experience.
Roaring out once the final bolt of magic slamming against his shield subsided, he charged towards the deadly wall of spears surrounding the enemy mages.
Besides his charging figure, dozens of other gorillas, some of them having their chimpanzee riders already down for the count, charged as well.
The human soldiers all tensed up, their spears steady as they pointed them towards the charging gorillas.