"Salt, have your gunners open fire on the first gorgon," Tycondrius ordered.
"Aye aye, Sir!" Cecil Salt saluted, before hurrying back to his firing squad.
"Letalis FIRST!!" Tycon shouted.
"Guard SECOND!!" Tanamar responded, hovering overhead.
"Brightstars THIRD!!"
"Snowy Village FOURTH!!"
With their targets assigned, Tycon loosened his curved sword from his scabbard.
Guild Letalis needed to defeat their target quickly. Only then could Zenon focus on using his wind magic to defend the other tent-groups.
"Us before them," Tycon reminded the Centurion.
Zenon grit his teeth, "I know, Optio... I know..."
When the first appeared, it was greeted wholeheartedly by loud cracks of Turathi gunfire. The gorgon roared in pain and frustration, stampeding fearlessly towards Tycon and his allies.
Tycon nodded to Korr.
The Flaming Rage Knight held her sword over her head... "⌈SOUL-SCORCHING... BLAAAADE!!!⌋"
