The dawn of night fell. The horizon of starts shone brightly illuminating the plains, soon to be a battlefield. Such a beautiful night for blood to shed. But it must be done.
This world has no war crime. No rules. Just... go ahead and kill each other type of world. I'm going to take advantage on everything here.
Afal tapped my shoulders, "My lord, everything's ready." The hordes of catapults behind me were ready to fire. Their ammunition was a ball of lead infused with magic.
"Let's go." I ordered.
"FIRE!" Afal shouted. The catapults shot to the insides of their kingdom. It was far too large to be called just a city inside of a kingdom. It was bigger than Cagyer.
The ball of lead hit to the very insides and explosions were formed.
"Mama!" "Papa!" "Help! My leg is broken!" "AGHHHH!" "We need a medic here!" "Where are you child!?" "I'm here don't cry!"
The voices of civilians begging, crying and looking for help.
