Although everyone was exhausted to the point where even Kate and Sarah had run out of mana, they kept fighting nonstop until the seventh wave of enemies. Those who hadn't fallen due to the wounds could be numbered in a few hundred men, and not a single one of them was unhurt.
To keep on fighting, Kate and Sarah began to look for the crossbows of the fallen tamers and then fired them nonstop, but they were quite useless against heavy infantry. Nevertheless, it didn't seem like they would have to keep fighting there for long…
"What is that?" Billy frowned when he saw some weird moves ahead coming from the last three waves of enemies.
They weren't moving, and since the last ones moved quite close to each other, Billy knew that something was off. To make things even more confusing, they began to march north… toward the eastern battlefield.
"Sons of a bitch…" Billy muttered.
