Sacrifice

The battle raged, and both sides took heavy casualties. The Half-Drows, though powerful, were not invincible.

Several of them fell to the soldiers' relentless assault, their robes engulfed in their own flames as they were overwhelmed by sheer force.

But the biomechanical soldiers didn't escape unscathed either—some of them were hit by fire magic so intense that their metal frames began to warp, melting under the heat.

Ram, watching the feed, spoke quietly. "They're evenly matched. But how long can they keep this up?"

Mai nodded, her expression serious. "If they continue, this is going to be a long fight. Both sides are powerful, but the biomechanical soldiers have the advantage of their mechanical bodies. The Half-Drows are relying on raw magic, but they'll tire eventually. "

Sid, watching the chaotic battle unfold, tightened his fist so hard that his knuckles turned white. He was conflicted, the weight of responsibility heavy on his shoulders.