The palace yard had transformed into a battlefield of madness.
"Hold your protective barriers!"
"Protect the King!"
KABOOOOM!
"I need healing! I lost my arm!"
KABOOOM!
What was once a place of ceremonial grandeur and disciplined order now echoed with the clash of steel, the roaring of spells, and the terrified cries of soldiers as King Auborn's forces locked in a brutal struggle against the envoys of the Empire.
Despite King Auborn's overwhelming numbers, the strength of his army paled in comparison to the merciless synergy of two powerful figures cutting through the chaos: Wardon and Tanya.
"Hahaha! Is that all you have, Austerran dogs!?" Tanya bellowed, her voice thundering across the yard like a war drum.
She stood at the vanguard, her broadsword gleaming red with blood and firelight.
SLASH!
UGH!~
Each swing carried monstrous weight, shattering shields, splitting armor, and sending enemies sprawling across the blood-stained ground.
