"Slagor, let's go!"
Onyx pulled out his stone axe and charged forward, his target set on the frost giant leader.
"Got it!"
Slagor didn't hesitate. He drew his weapon and followed closely behind.
This was a full-scale battle. While the Stoneheart Horde had two Alpha-level fighters against one Alpha-level opponent, the invaders had countless fearless minions aiding them. It was hard to say which side had the upper hand.
The snowstorm raged on, snowflakes blanketing the battlefield.
Snowlings were everywhere, scattered across the battlefield. Though they weren't particularly strong, their presence always caused chaos wherever they appeared.
Smack!
Delilah cracked her whip, shattering a snowling that had crawled out of a snowdrift into a pile of icy debris.
Suddenly, the snowstorm intensified, and the surrounding air grew noticeably colder.