Armed with whatever they had summoned at the moment of the disabling wave was activated, the powerless members of the attacking army met with the Lightbringers forces. Those that they had mocked in their minds mere moments ago, yet now posed a true threat even with their makeshift weapons.
Fists were clenched, swords were swung and clubs battered against armour. What was supposed to be a war of warriors, quickly degraded into a hellish brawl of fists flying, blood spraying and bones crushing.
It was not the noble battles of knights that many thought of when they imagined medieval battle, nor was it even the heart wrenching battles between two evenly matched armies, where one fought side by side with their friends and exchanged witty, one liners and banter, like so many of the old Hollywood movies were eager to portray.
The closest analogue to this battle, was little more than a violent, bar brawl with everyone being drunk on the worst thing of all. Religion.
