Klein stood frozen as Midas's trolls marched forward. They made way, allowing the Pistol Squad to jump forward.
Dozens of shots were fired toward Memphis's army.
Multiple men were hit straight on and killed instantly. Their bodies fell to the floor like ragdolls.
"On guard!" The commander at the front of the human army yelled as all the soldiers placed their shields in front of them.
"Looks like we have no choice but to fight! Enter turtle formation!" The commander shouted as all the soldiers huddled together.
Their shields formed an outer barrier, and the center soldiers created a roof above to mimic a real, round turtle shell made of golden shields.
The head of the turtle was a group of spears that lunged forward.
"Screw it!" Klein finally broke free from his silence, releasing his own army from his ring.
Dozens of stone monsters began appearing on the battlefield around him.
