The retreating Elf Vanguard, like startled birds, quickly assumed a battle stance, and the forces of Eternal Domain responded with equal alacrity.
Trucks drove from the rear to the front, positioning them to form a steel defensive line.
Werewolf Warriors disembarked from the trucks, forming another defensive line with shields at the forefront. Werewolf marksmen within the vehicles half-knelt, aiming their muskets at the Elf formation.
Human Cavalry was stationed on both flanks of the formation.
Werewolf Raiders assembled at a distance from the formation's side, forming an assault group, ready for a flanking maneuver.
The Poison Flies accompanying the army hid in the tall grass.
A few Griffons circled in the sky.
Werewolf howls echoed through the ranks as the Werewolf Hero used his battle cry to bolster the warriors with combat buffs.
The atmosphere was extremely tense; battle seemed imminent.
