บท 369: Burning Skies

The Last Light Company charged forward, slinging arrows, spells, and magical techniques. The Dead Wing Legion was slow to respond, still shocked senseless by the brutal death of one of their powerful monsters. By the time they got their bearings, our allies were upon them.

"To the skies!" Commander Barron cried, leaping atop one of his soldier's wyverns.

But it was too late. Before the mighty creatures could get airborne, soldiers swarmed over them, hacking and slashing with fury. Many had yet to forgive the enemy commander his vulgar insults toward me and took it out on his men, dragging them from their mounts and ending their screams with cold efficiency.