Huff!
The devastating flames that sealed off the battlefield trapped thousands of Wolf Cavalry in the valley.
Just a moment ago, the Wolf Cavalry who were full of vigor, were now desperately trying to calm their trembling mounts prostrated on the ground.
Many Orcs felt fear as well.
They had not perished in the blaze of Yaya's destructive breath but found themselves blocked in the valley.
There was no way out!
What did this mean?
The enemy had a big appetite, planning to devour them whole!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Dense crossbow arrows and Fierce Fire Oil, relentlessly hurled at the Wolf Cavalry approaching the valley, flew towards them.
If there were Orcs in the ranks of the Wolf Cavalry who had experienced last night's raid on the warehouse,
they would realize that the enemies attacking them now were the same ones who had withdrawn from the vicinity of the warehouse.
That's right, there was no need to bother a second master for one matter.
