BOM! Swooosh!
"AGHHHHHHHHH!"
ROOOARR!
Explosions and battle cries filled the air throughout the whole city.
Clang! Clang!
Blades clashing against beast claws, the ground burned as the flying beasts of the Flame Paladins bombarded the ground with fireballs.
Attacks of different elements filled the air, and the scent of blood lingered on all four battlefields.
Every few moments, the fight between Noctarion and the Phoenix would cause a different anomaly in the distance.
It was a chaotic battlefield, the corpses kept on piling, maybe even equally on both sides, but the beasts were too many.
"COUGH!"
Imperius coughed a mouthful of blood as he collapsed on his knee, stabbing his sword in the ground, his body riddled with wounds.
Beasts still surrounded him; out of the seventeen beasts, only eight remained, including the two Voltmanders, who had also joined the fight.
Their bodies bled; they didn't escape unscathed.
