BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Following the three explosions, three violent spheres of energy erupted around Marin.
Countless members of the Fox Race turned to look. 'That commotion just now... Did something happen to the general?'
At this moment, even the Fox Race Soldiers who had held their ground couldn't help but feel their hearts leap into their throats.
'If the commander is dead, how can we possibly fight this war? Should we retreat or not?'
"I-I'm fine!"
Fortunately, after a long silence, Marin slowly climbed out from a pile of bodies.
The Beastman Soldiers finally breathed a sigh of relief. A few adjutants immediately approached Marin with waterskins.
"I already said it! I'm fine! Notify Flaun! Tell them to attack immediately! Right now!" Marin slapped the waterskin away and commanded.
"General, perhaps we should..." The adjutants hesitated, looking at one another.
"Go now!" Marin finally lost his patience and roared.
"Yes, General!"
