As Aria was pondering his next move, another massive arrow suddenly appeared, raining down on his troops. One after another, the arrows continued to fall with maximum impact.
"I can't let them break through. At least I have to hold out for now," Aria muttered beneath the massive, multi-layered iron shield.
Suddenly, a sunlight shone down on Aria's head, startling him. The shield above him vanished—where had it gone?
"Wait, what?! Where the shield go!?"
As Aria looked up to check on his near defenses, he was shocked to see the shields and their wielders being hurled skyward, soaring to an incredible height. It was as if a massive gust of wind had lifted them into the air.
"What the hell?! How?!" Aria shouted.
"COMMANDER!" a Currency yelled, sprinting toward Aria as if to warn him.
Aria stood innocently amidst the chaotic battlefield, watching the Currency panting as he approached.
"DODGE!" the Currency shouted just as he reached Aria's position. But too late.
BOOM!
A massive arrow struck Aria's head with brutal force, catching him completely off guard. The arrow pierced through his body, from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. Blood gushed forth, and plumes of dust billowed into the air. The defensive currency units stood frozen, their faces etched with disbelief at the carnage before them.
Aria was dead.
Currency, who had tried to warn Aria, could only collapse weakly, his gaze fixed on the ground.
"Why, Commander...?" he whispered.
He immediately turned his hateful, furious glare toward the person he suspected was behind this. Standing near Aria's body.
"YOU, BASTARD OVER THERE, F*CK*NG MAGIC USER!" he shouted, pointing a trembling finger.
"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO USED AIRBORNE MAGIC ON THE GUARD UNIT, AREN'T YOU?!" he shouted.
He strode forward, his anger escalating with each step. Grabbing the man by the collar, he glared at him with furious intensity.
"WHY DID YOU DO IT, BASTARD? WHY?!" he demanded.
"Long live the True Dynasty..." the man muttered before casting a self-destruct spell, ending his own life.
With a blast radius of 5 meters, he took several Currency to their deaths. Immediately afterward, all the Currency from the rearmost unit to the frontmost unit dropped to their knees, their hands raised in surrender. The chaotic situation instantly transformed into silence.
All the Currency stared blankly ahead, the bitter taste of defeat etched clearly on their faces.
"Unexpected, isn't it?" one Currency said to his companion beside him.
"Yeah, what else can we do? We've lost," his friend replied.
"I feel sorry for that kiddo. He's dead, man."
"I feel sorrier for myself. It's so humiliating to maintain this damn posture, our faces level with these bastards' crotches," he said, glancing ahead.
"Hahaha, let's hope we meet again."
"Yeah, I hope so too," he said.
Suddenly, a Currency from the opposing forces stepped forward, mocking the defeated soldiers. With a downward-curving smile, he took a step closer.
"Your Commander is truly retarded, isn't he? Well, get up quickly. Our Commander will make you suffer worse than the slaves in Unit 48," the Currency sneered, laughing.
As Currency tried to stand, his thick armor accidentally brushed against the arm of an enemy soldier.
"Damn it, you did that on pur-" The enemy soldier trailed off.
Currency also fell silent. They stared at each other in mutual astonishment, while the other Currency still kneeling watched the scene with equal bewilderment.
"What just happened?" Currency asked.
The two of them turned to look behind them, where the fallen banner had been swiftly raised once more in the far.
After glancing back, the Currency immediately refocuse on the enemy commander before him. After a few awkward seconds of silence, he summoned a small sword from his wrist and swung it at the enemy's neck with lightning speed.
The enemy body dropped into the ground, breaking the silence.
"RRAAAHHHH!!" The war cries of the army shook the battlefield once more as the vanguard units rose to their feet and charged forward.
"THE F*CK JUST HAPPEN?" Currency asked, his sword flashing as he parried blows.
"HELL I KNOW! Just attack these bastards!" he replied.