Bang!

The ground shook suddenly. A massive fireball had struck a group of Dragonlight Cavalrymen and shattered them into pieces. The air was thick with the stench of blood.

High Fighting Spirits pointed his axe toward the Dragon Cannon and shouted, "Don’t be afraid! It is just one level. We need to destroy this Dragon Cannon before it kills more of our men!"

Close to the Dragon Cannon, Cyan Frost the Ice Knight raised her sword and ordered, "Shield formation! Don’t let the enemy get close to the Dragon Cannon no matter what! Yes, Red Maple is dead, but so what? He’ll rejoin the battlefield in less than five minutes!"

"Bitch!"

High Fighting Spirits roared as he led a cavalry charge against the shield formation. Barrier Breaks rose and fell again and again, but they weren’t able to break through the shield formation immediately. In fact, it was the Dragon Cannon that was wreaking havoc every time it fired a shot. Hundreds died every time a fireball impacted them. At this rate, we would lose nearly all of our 100,000 Dragonlight Cavalrymen in less than an hour.

……

Swhoosh!

I swooped down from an odd angle before unleashing Burning...