It wasn't long before the enemy's charge began to shake the ground. From the sounds of it, every single Drakoshi left on the planet was charging us in mass. It made no sense. They were behind solid fortifications. They had their defensive weapons armed and ready and they were charging?"
Our Artillery began firing en masse, though not all of it was here yet, so it did little to staunch the enemy advance. The Phalanx were still hasty to react though. Though we were also not at full strength. If just the Phalanx were here, they would be decimated. However they weren't.
Almost all the way at the bottom of the slope, I was standing alongside Sigismund. As the Drakoshi began to crest the horizon he shook his head. "The Warlord left... He must have been on that ship. Pathetic coward, only delaying its pathetic fate." he spat venomously.
