"They'll kill us. They'll kill us all!" a soldier screamed, his voice cracking with despair as his weapon slipped from his trembling hands and clattered to the ground. Before he could turn to flee, Alec surged forward and slammed his hand into the man's face, knocking him unconscious with a single brutal strike.
"Humanity is behind us! Fall, and everything you know, everything you love will perish. There is no surrendering to such vile things. I would rather die fighting!"
Asher bellowed, his voice carrying across the battlefield like a golden ripple. The cry tore through the choking haze, shattering the wave of fear Saelix had unleashed.
Malrath turned, his helm gleaming faintly in the dim light. Beneath it, crimson eyes glowed with a malicious hunger, locking on Asher as if marking him for death.
