Geruntius city, Ormshire Island;
Standing on the top of the fort, the archers were shooting the arrows; the mages were casting the fireballs; more than a dozen large crossbows were firing the bolts and canons were firing cannonballs at the incoming Dragon that was flying towards them while dodging the attacks to get into the range.
Meanwhile, a lone NPC is standing in the middle of the city with the thousands of corpses around, filling the streets with blood. Glancing at the sky, he sighed, "Oh, Lord Gernier, please forgive me. Your unfilial descendent has no choice."
An hour ago;
Dodging the bolt, Wil reached around 50 meters range and unleashed Dragon breath on them, intending to burn them into ashes but just then, the general slammed his shield vertically on to the ground by roaring, "Shield of Earth, activate."
