The grounds of Imperia Magna were littered with the bodies of fallen knights, most of them wearing emotionless expressions, hinting that they instantly met their end due to a very powerful attack.
"Hold the line! Don't give in! We'll tire them out with our numbers," Aron's voice echoed, instructing the knights to try their best to hold back the intruders. Inwardly, he mused, "We are fighting a losing battle. I'm telling them to hold on, but I don't think anything we throw at these two will actually end up wearing them out." He paused, then glanced at the knights around him, and added, "Most of the knights seem to be starting to lose morale. I can't blame them. Nothing is working." He gritted his teeth at the end.