The skies over Haven Point had darkened not with clouds but with ash and the scent of steel. All three battlefronts raged in a chaos of flashing blades, war cries, and the thundering of hooves. The horizon burned with fury.
Point Bow
Arrows rained down in sheets, blotting out the morning sun. The Blazzarene army surged forward like a tidal wave, relentless and loud. Captain Christian stood near the frontlines, blade raised, his voice ringing through the air like a battle horn.
"Hold! Shields up! Push forward with the second line!"
The royal soldiers gritted their teeth, boots scraping against the bloodied earth as they clashed with Blazzarene swords. Steel met steel, cries of pain and fury filled the air. A group of Blazzarene berserkers pushed through the left flank, snarling like beasts.
Captain Christian's face contorted with effort. "Archers, focus fire left! Don't let them break through!"
