As fear pulsed through their veins, Marcella and the other soldiers sprang into action, their determination overriding their trepidation. Swiftly, Marcella descended the wall, making her way toward Sarah to guide her to the warship. Meanwhile, the remaining soldiers began the task of gathering the oil barrels, their urgency evident in their movements.
On the opposite side of the battlefield, Draven soared through the air, hurtling straight toward the approaching serpent. He landed deftly several meters ahead of the colossal creature, his expression resolute despite the enormity of the threat before him.
The snake hissed wildly, its agitation evident as it locked eyes on Draven. The sheer size of the serpent would have been enough to send shivers down most spines, but Draven's face remained devoid of fear. Facing the immense snake, Nagin, Margoth's growl resonated within Draven's mind.
