However, the giant serpent soared over him, paying him no heed.
Macken's army had already reached the end of the Snake-man Camp, slaughtering everything in their path. He was like lightning, destroying all obstacles before him. Macken pulled the reins of his horse, waved the command flag to his side, and began to maneuver for a second charge.
Although the serpent sensed something unusual and glanced at the white-haired old man, it merely flew lightly over him and ignored him.
The Half-Elf General commanding the central route was his real target.
The enormous body of the eight-headed Snake Lizard suddenly pressed down, like a terrifying black cloud descending to the earth. It stopped on the charging path of the central army, lowered its head, and began to gather strength.
The cavalry tried to maintain momentum, whipping their giant bears—something they would never do under normal circumstances—to speed up the charge.
