Sebastian, a wide grin plastered on his face, stood atop the towering walls of Plerg, manning one of the massive ballistas.
There was a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he adjusted the weapon's trajectory and pressed the trigger. A bolt flew.
Below, the city's defenders were engaged in a battle against the hordes of fangeds that had gathered outside the walls.
Calling this desperate wasn't enough to describe the utterly insane scene before the Rune Master's eyes.
But to Sebastian, insanity was something to revel in.
Sebastian unleashed another massive bolt, the projectile streaking through the air and piercing a fanged, tearing through its thick hide and sending it crashing to the ground.
The bolt not only pierced the monster, but it also struck the earth, impaling the monster, who remained dangling like a piece of salame.
