However, the Allied Forces outside the city were not to be outdone; they had long anticipated an attack from Cassandra's army.
After all, this had happened countless times before. The walls of the Holy City were riddled with scars, and they had even scaled the walls, only to be repelled by Cassandra's soldiers.
Thrace Kingdom's Arcane Legion raised their Magic Wands, and a series of golden Shields, identical to those on the walls, were suddenly erected to fend off the descending attacks.
In the end, both sides were offspring of the Empire, their tactics barely differed.
But even these Sun Shields could not stop everything; when the golden arrows shot by the Great Crossbow pierced through the Shields, soldiers were still struck down one after another.
Death occurred incessantly on this land, almost never ceasing.
"Ely, you seek death!"
Tierna glared angrily, spreading her wings. She gripped her sword's hilt tightly, unleashing the explosive Divine Power from the Great Sword.
