Meanwhile, in the village of Selmot, it was a massacre; the enemy was shot down like flies trapped in a barrel; they charged forward only to become stuck against a strange barrier, not only trapping them within range of the archers on the walls but also because there was another barrier blocking their retreat.
"Zilna, kill them all! We must stick to the plan." Qilana's face was stern, but her eyes were filled with sorrow as she clenched the sheath of Eien beside her tightly.
The enemy troops were now surrounded and had nowhere to go. The ones on the left side of the army were already dead, while the ones on the right were being shot at from both sides.
There was no mercy from the soldiers of Selmot. Each woman took revenge for his comrades that had died just yesterday.
They fired upon the enemy relentlessly until every last one was dead.
