"The Heroes of Kastoria! Brace yourselves!" Kratos bellowed, raising his long sword toward the ship. A giant red magic circle materialized in the air. "Red Shield!"
BADOOOOM!
The flying ship collided with the shield, sending shockwaves through the sky. The clash of forces echoed like thunder, the red shield holding against the ship's impact but quivering under the immense strain.
Kratos stood firm, his eyes blazing with determination. The air around him crackled with energy as the shield absorbed the impact. The heroes on the ship braced themselves, the collision momentarily halting their advance.
On the deck of the ship, Kratos could see the determined faces of the heroes, their eyes locked on the demonic forces below. They were a formidable sight, each one exuding an aura of power and resolve.
"Hold the line!" Kratos commanded, his voice a rallying cry to his troops. "We will not falter!"
