Yet, the Leviathans continued to swarm. Their numbers seemed endless, and they began to amass on the flanks, threatening to encircle the human forces. The pressure intensified, and the soldiers braced themselves for the impending assault.
But then, from the sides of the blazing forest, the sound of marching feet grew louder. The Turkin soldiers appeared, their ranks disciplined and their weapons gleaming. They charged into the Leviathans' exposed flanks, executing a perfect pincer movement.
Caught off guard, the Leviathans faltered. The Turkin soldiers fought fiercely, their coordinated strikes wreaking havoc on the enemy's formations. Spears thrust forward with lethal precision, and shields formed an impenetrable wall against retaliatory strikes.
