Merciless and bloody.
Herald, plummeting from the sky into the midst of the enemy, pierced through like a deadly blade, forcibly halting the entire cavalry unit.
Their once proud cavalry, in the presence of this winged creature, appeared fragile. Arrows couldn't penetrate its thick scales, and even lances left nothing more than a white mark.
His elongated claws seemed like weapons left by the gods, effortlessly breaking through the heaviest armor, leaving a trail of severed limbs and mutilated bodies wherever he went.
In just a matter of minutes, the cavalry unit, capable of shredding thousands of infantry, had been reduced to a gruesome pile of unrecognizable flesh and limbs under the sweeping strikes of its claws.
The soldiers of the Kingdom of Bass, their faces filled with horror, instinctively backed away.
On the vast battlefield, for a moment, no one dared to approach.
