Shouts and clashes of blades reverberated through the battlefield as Reign was continuing his charge with the soldiers. Their numbers had dwindled from the original 200 to 120 soldiers. They had gone through half of the path already and were inching closer to the general. Unfortunately, the reinforcements were no weaker than the original troops they fought against and now their formation was nearing its end as most of them were getting exhausted after fighting so much.
Determination could be seen in their eyes as all of them made sure to kill as many enemies before ultimately perishing together with them. The mission was a failure, that much they were certain of, after all, even Reign, the mightiest amongst them was wounded and seemed like he wouldn't be able to last much longer. He was after all the spearhead of the formation and had to concentrate on attacking and killing while letting go of all defense.
