บท 297: Showing might (I)

The battlefield was a scene of utter chaos. Flames from the burning nomadic settlement cast a hellish glow across the landscape, illuminating the desperate struggle unfolding at its borders.

Thousands of soldiers from the Turkin Kingdom, their faces etched with determination, stood as the final barrier between the advancing horde of demonic beasts and the fleeing civilians—women, children, and old—scrambling toward safety with terror in their eyes.

The warriors fought bravely, holding nothing back. Blades clashed against the thick hides of monstrous creatures, arrows flew with deadly precision, and magic crackled in the air as mages cast spell after spell.

Outnumbered and fighting on unfavorable terrain, the soldiers knew their situation was dire, but their courage was unyielding. Every second they held the line meant another life saved—another family escaping the massacre.