The gruesome tug of war continued for three hours. The Black Cavalry fearlessly charged into the sea of Northern Alliance and Cyan Earth City players, and the Griffin Legion swooped down on their prey. In the end though, not even the greatest NPC armies of Sky City were able to turn the tide around. Even the airborne Griffin Legion weren’t able to escape the endless sky of arrows and spells.

"God dammit!"

Beside Karinshan, Commander Stark of the Black Cavalry—dubbed Beardy by the players—raised his blade and prepared to leave. "I’m heading out, Your Majesty!"

Karinshan bit her lips and nodded. "Return alive!"

Stark let out an angry cry and charged with the last remnants of the Black Cavalry beside him, all tens of thousands of them. Far away, Breeze and Rain narrowed his eyes and barked out some orders and words of encouragement, "The cornered animals’ last struggles are upon us! Heavy cavalry, back off slowly and block them flexibly! Work together with our ranged parties and wipe them all out! Just tens of thousands fiend-rank NPC riders can’t threaten us!"

He was right. Stark’s...