The Unyielding Darkness      

Despite the combined might of the Generals and the Goliaths, the battle against the Shadowborne Legionnaires was nothing short of harrowing.

The dark creatures pressed forward their sheer numbers threatening to overwhelm even the most seasoned warriors. The battlefield was a chaotic maelstrom of clashing steel, flashing magic, and the eerie, guttural roars of the Shadowborne.

It felt as if the Shadowborne were endless, an unrelenting tide of darkness poised to consume them. One wrong move could spell their doom, as the dark creatures were unending, ready to overwhelm and pick them off if they let their guard down for even a moment.

The battle was grueling and exhausting, pushing their troops to the brink with no respite in sight.

Elora moved across the battlefield, trying her best to cleaved way for her troops. Her every step was calculated, her movements a blur as she danced through the fray.