"We better stop them or we'll be overrun"
Ezra nodded, he was thinking the same.
Whilst thankful that the arriving beasts were only master and Grandmasters, thus giving them a chance towards victory, one couldn't say a fourth Mythic rank wouldn't appear.
With Elisa's arrival, the coalition army was finalized.
Taking practice swings with Skyfall, Ezra warms his body for battle.
Looking towards the army of otherworld creatures, one could see their combined presence form a palpable aura, sending pressure towards the Oranian army, slowly chipping away at their morale.
'This can't go on'
Ezra turns towards the Oranians.
On cue, Gaza motions for a section of arrived troops to begin marching towards the enemy.
There was a vast distance between the two armies, so the beasts would take a few minutes to clash against the Oranians at marching pace.
*Gulp!*
