Attack
As the battle began, my magic minions harnessed their formidable powers to keep the enemy archers at bay. The village was surrounded by high stone walls, which were quickly cleared by the relentless barrage of air attacks from my minions. The wind picked up speed, whipping through the battlefield, kicking up dust and debris as it went. I watched from a safe distance, perched atop a hill overlooking the battlefield. The clashing of swords and the sound of arrows slicing through the air filled the air. The smell of sweat and blood hung heavy in the air, as warriors clashed and fought for survival.