I dropped the fiery sword to the ground, the weapon clattering against the rubble with a resounding clang.
My breath came in ragged gasps and as I surveyed the battlefield, I saw that the tide of the battle had turned in the mages' favor.
Many of the beast monsters lay dead or dying, their bodies strewn across the rubble. The few that remained were being hunted down and slaughtered by the mages, their elemental magic a fierce and unstoppable force.
The mages themselves had suffered losses, but their numbers were still strong. Their ranks were battered and bruised, but they had held the line and prevailed against the onslaught of beasts.
I spotted Prince Juan and Damon fighting side by side, their blades flashing with elemental magic as they carved a path through the beast monsters.
Juan's face was set with determination, his sword a blur of motion as he cut down enemy after enemy with lethal efficiency.
