"Mm, just as expected." Some weariness clung to the silhouette of the Great Demon Lord, Mazda Moody; the amount of Magic Power needed to banish Chaos Demons was utterly staggering, and even as the strongest of Demon Toads, Mazda Moody felt his skull aflame with needle-stab agony.
Yet he had no choice now, forced to steel his mind and keep directing the Lizardman host to fight on.
By this time, every Lizardman Legion had already suffered more than half casualties. At Mazda Moody's command they re-formed ranks, bracing themselves once more for battle, the battle line shifting yet again toward the Great Pyramid, many of the Temple Guard Legions already having fallen back up onto the steps.
