The Inquisition Army surged forward, their enchanted weapons cutting down the undead with ruthless efficiency.
Divine shields blocked necrotic attacks, while holy flames consumed the rest.
Luca, battered and bloodied, tried to push back, his daggers a blur as he struck down Inquisition Officers.
But for every soldier he killed, three more took their place.
"Lili! Fall back!" he shouted, but she shook her head defiantly.
"I will not abandon my Lord!" she cried, summoning a dark barrier to shield herself and the others.
But the barrier cracked under the relentless assault, shards of energy scattering like broken glass.
Legion roared, swinging their mace with earth-shattering force, but even he was overwhelmed. Blades of light pierced his massive frame, bringing the hulking figure to his knees.
Grimm, ever the shadow in the chaos, tried to slip past the enemy lines to strike at the Apostles.
