BACHUÉ:
Fireballs flew over us. BOOM! They hit the towers of the Kristala.
"Bachué, hide!" The Duke yelled at me.
"No! I want to stay!" I answered him.
They opened the doors of the Kristala and thousands of Soto soldiers came out to counterattack.
Both armies collided.
I ran out of air. The image in front of me was impressive. An extensive ocean of human bodies, swords, spears, and war chariots.
From the wall, Soto's archers fired towards the southern troops, however, our enemies were covered with shields that they used as umbrellas to cover themselves from the arrows.
"Nock!," General Fontaine ordered the archers, "hold… SHOOT!"
FUUUUUUSH! Hundreds of arrows flew and rained down on the invaders. However, they were well covered with shields and moved slowly.
"Nock!" Fontaine yelled again, "hold… hold… SHOOT!"
FUUUUUUSH!
The arrows fell, but the Al-Thule soldiers were still well protected.
