'Fuck!' Numbers offered no protection against Tezka, only disadvantages. 'If I stick my Golems close, I can use anti-Guardian spells to injure the Suneater. Yet if I do that. Tezka needs just one wide arc of his blade to stop them all.
'If I order the Golems to spread out, Tezka can't freeze more than one at a time but then an entire eight-man unit can't even touch his fur!' The Tree was stuck in a lose-lose situation against the Fylgja which only got worse as Tezka rescued the almost-dead Wyrms and nursed them back to health.
"Burn the Yggdrasill, my old and new children. Burn them to the ground!" Ananta, the Mother of All Black Dragons roared as she raised the corpses spread throughout the battlefield as lesser undead.
Dead elves and Wyrms stood up, uncaring of sunlight, and threw themselves at the enemy lines. The possessed elves found themselves fighting against their neighbors, friends, and family.
