As the enemy retreated, I stood atop the castle wall, gazing out at the vast battlefield before me. The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden light on the blood-soaked ground below. My army looked twice the size of the enemy, their armor and weapons glinting in the sunlight.
I turned my attention to the intelligence variant with the silent killers, who were ready to carry out my plan. They slipped quietly down the back of the castle wall and headed towards the enemy kings. I watched as they disappeared into the trees, their movements as silent as the night.
With the first wave of minions already deep inside the enemy lines, the warriors charged forward, their swords and shields raised high. The brute force minions followed closely behind, their massive hammers and axes leaving a trail of destruction in their wake.
