There was a stand-off on the walls, but we didn’t have the time to wait for them to finish. Already, Copper Spear’s Era of Strife was engaging our backline and killing our players right before everyone’s eyes.

I gritted my teeth and pointed my sword at Amber Pupil. "Open your eyes and watch, dog! Godkiller and I will survive even without having to enter White Rose Fortress!"

After that, I ordered, "All units, break out through the north and enter Lost Forest!"

……

The Zephyr Cavalry activated Berserk and charged the enemy for the n-th time of the day. Our casualties were severe, and our potions and consumables were almost all gone.

There were only a couple thousand of us left by the time we finally broke out of the encirclement. We were all exhausted as hell, and still, the Fiery Scale Cavalry wouldn’t stop chasing after us. The lush forest before our eyes seemed to be our only hope.

Thud!

Suddenly, a Zephyr Cavalryman dropped his sword, fell off his horse and even dropped to his knees. He moaned in despair, "What are we even fighting for? We are hunted no matter where we go. Where is our hope? I don’t want to do this any...