Roars and battle cries could be heard all over the forest. In the vast stretch of the dense forest, two armies clashed with each other. The fate of this region is now linked to the result of this battle.
To one side were countless reptilians of the Saurus tribe, native to the very area where the battle was taking place. They stood firm with sinewy muscles and primal determination. Their armor was able to take multiple blows, while their scales shimmered with an ancient, untamed power.
Opposite, a horde of creatures from the dark. Their forms, shifting and ominous, advanced with eerie silence. The very essence of night, shadows, and malevolence
Similar to the other battles, it was a standoff between defenders and invaders. It was not uncommon, but clashes such as this were rare in a region as backward as this.
