The walls of Eisenburg had stood firm for centuries, enduring the harsh cold and countless barbarians' assaults without ever failing in its duty to protect Stahl's citizens. However, right now, the imposing structure had been unable to maintain its integrity.
Zuna unsheathed her sword, a vengeful grin playing on her lips - "Charge!" she shouted, pointing her sword at the broken wall.
The army behind her remained in a state of disbelief, unable to comprehend what they had witnessed and afraid to even take glance at the robed man. Just moments ago, many believed they were doomed to die on these lands, their bodies consumed in a burst of fire and mist. There was no hope in their hearts.
