As the battle raged on, chaos spread like wildfire. The reinforcements from the kingdom, seeing the warriors in white robes, mistook them for an uprising faction. Their orders were clear—strike them down without mercy. The kingdom's forces charged into battle with intent to kill, clashing with the sanctuary's warriors in a brutal display of power.
The fight prolonged, and an even greater battle loomed on the horizon. The Saint of Clan Skarn, a beast tamer of immense power, stepped into the fray. His call summoned forth a monstrous creature, a towering praying mantis beast, standing 70 feet tall. Its scythe-like blades glinted under the dim light, and with a deafening screech, it drew the attention of everyone on the battlefield.
