After the Bone Army spotted the Darkmoon Tribe, they continue to charge with full momentum. The battle had already started when they were summoned from the Black Swamp and given the order to kill all humans.
The Bone Army was relentless and inexhaustible. They did not know what it means to tire. Their only will is the will to execute commands given to them.
As the Bone Army closed in on Darkmoon City, the people of the Darkmoon Tribe did not stay idle either. They had been waiting on the city walls ever since the colossal demon figure's powerful voice rippled across the surrounding regions.
"The Bone Calamity is here! Let us show them the might of our Darkmoon Tribe. Charge out with me, Brothers and Sisters!" A bulky man with a terrifying scar on his face shouted in a deep but penetrating voice.