"What!?"

A player holding a broad blade in his hand slowly looked up as his mount paced about in the middle of the Northern Alliance formation. A blood-red flag fluttered above his head and his figure was imposing even amid the sea of Bloodthirsty Beast Cavalrymen surrounding him. As he looked at the mountain range above him, his eyes were filled with shock and fear as he shouted, "Can anyone fucking tell me what just happened? Why did the entire mountain range shake? Why did I suddenly enter combat mode?"

The Bloodthirsty Beast Cavalrymen around him shook their heads in confusion as they replied, "We have no idea…"

"Go ask those Frenchmen. Maybe they know what is happening?"

"I just contacted them. They don’t have a clue either…"

……

As the rumbling sound swiftly grew nearer and nearer, the eyes of one of the mages suddenly widened in shock as he yelled, "Shit! We’ve been had! That is… That is an avalanche! Fucking hell, they deliberarely lured us to this place so that we would be caught by this avalanche! Damn it, what should we do now?"

The mages exchanged bewildered glances before someone yelled, "We can’t return to the city when we’re in combat mode! Everybody, run!"

Unfortunately for them, it was too late!

Boom!

That enormous boulder had now transformed into a snowball that was several times its size as it crashed into the enemy below!

"Shield formation, defend!"...