*** CONTENT WARNING: LANGUAGE AND GORE***
Fear clenched her throat as Skye thought about what to do. The RMC mages were just about halfway through the entrance into the valley, and the battle had already begun..
Hearing a faint whistling noise, Skye looked around, then up at her namesake.. Just in time to see a blanket of arrows hurling towards them. Letting her instincts take over; Skye jumped down from Thoth, and placed her hands on the ground.
A massive surge of magic flowed through her, then spread out. The ground shook violently beneath her feet before it began to break apart, then shoot up into the sky. Effectively blocking the arrows, and providing a temporary reprieve from the onslaught.
The RMC members kept riding as hundreds of Highlanders raced down the mountainsides. Once they reached their defensive positions, they jumped from their horses. Weapons and fists were thrust up into the air as their war cries carried over the battlefield.
