Mycea cackled as she unleashed an arc of Fiend lightning against the smoldering wall of the 3rd branch of the Frey Clan. The defenses were impressive but they were failing!
A few more strikes and it would be over at last. They had used up a trump card to escape their imprisonment but it would be worth it if they could destroy or claim Frey City!
Widow was assaulting the main city but Mycea was in command of the other forces assaulting the branches. The formations were as powerful as expected but the limits were coming!
"You planned well, Lind Frey, but without Immortals, your little defenses wear out very quickly!" It was a simple matter of supply and demand. Immortal cultivators had far more Qi to supply to formations and weavings.
Without the numbers they usually had, the Fiends could exhaust them by forcefully consuming their livestock for maximum attacks for every attempt!
