The Second Event: The Unstoppable Force
The ground rumbled under his soldiers' march as the army split into three divisions. Five thousand extended in a semi-circle on both sides while he stood before the remaining twenty thousand.
Opposite him, a human sea rose to collapse on him. But he was ready. His soldiers were, too, and not a speck of fear tainted their burning hearts.
"Archers! Nock arrows!"
His generals echoed his commands, engulfing the lush plain with their roars as his elven soldiers and the Amazon warriors prepared for the massacre.
Behind them, the djinns and human mages channelled their energies, ready to rain hell on their adversaries.
But the most notable ones were the eighteen Jotuns. Before everyone's wide eyes, they ripped the soil and formed giant mud balls. With a chilly blow, they froze them solid, improvising boulders out of nowhere.