The battlefield had become a scene of unimaginable carnage. Black blood soaked the earth as the human forces tore through the demonic horde with relentless fury. Every second was a testament to the sheer will and power of the soldiers who fought to protect their homes and people.
The soldiers of the Turkin Kingdom fought with an intensity that bordered on madness. Their war style was fierce and wild, like a storm crashing against the shores of hell. Yet, despite the raw emotion driving them, they maintained disciplined formations, breaking through the defenses of the demon horde with calculated strikes.
King Viserin had stoked the flames of their vengeance and channeled their rage into a controlled, deadly force. The warriors fought with a hunger for retribution but were not reckless. They struck with precision, their spears and swords cleaving through demon flesh, their shields locking together to form an impenetrable wall, and their spells blasting the monsters to pieces.
