Apollo fell from the sky to the outskirts of the north wall, but before touching the ground, he fired his bow, which created an explosion of heat, which turned all the beasts in some meters into ashes.
When he finally touched the ground, Apollo, with a big smile on his face, began firing his bow in different directions, completely clearing any trace of beasts around.
Wherever his arrow passed, everything burned and left only ashes, even the earth that was nearby crystallized due to the incandescence of those arrows.
Tito could scream with joy as he watched as the humanoid beasts that had been killing their companions were murdered with great ease due to the arc that the god Apollo was occupying.
The tired soldiers of the north gate could sit down and leave their weapons to let God take care of everything, their battle was over, and it was only a matter of time before they could return to their daily lives.
