As General Mort and his men marched towards the forest, they were met with a barrage of loud, booming sounds as missiles flew past them and landed among their soldiers.
'What the hell is going on here?' Mort's frustration was palpable as he muttered under his breath, trying to make sense of the attack.
He quickly stretched out his other hand and summoned a white magic circle, from which a ball of fire materialized and shot towards one of the missiles in the sky.
The fire connected with the missile, causing it to explode upon impact. Mort knew that taking out a single missile was not enough to turn the tide of the battle, but he had to start somewhere.
As the chaos continued to unfold around them, General Mort made a decisive move and abruptly turned to the left. He began to speed on the horse, yelling orders to his soldiers as he went.