"ATTACK!"
Ten thousand army with gleaming white armor marched forward. Each soldier held a uniform white iron spear. Behind the on-foot soldiers, cavalry formed five columns of two thousand and raised their heavy lances, also made of white iron. The frontline soldiers lowered their spears between their shields, creating a thick wall full of spikes.
"Stay behind me!" Amala yelled to her men on the north wing of the army. As the white armored army marched toward them, she noticed how the previously scattered enemies started to regroup and follow behind them. She decided to run up front, brandishing her twin saber, her eyes gleaming as she whispered, "
A wall of sand tornado appeared in front of Amala's army. It stood hundreds of meters high and extended like pillars of giant, moving sand castle. It started to engulf the north wing of the white armored army and the soldiers who followed them.
