Power of the Stars
"Haaaaa." Reign pants lightly as yet another dark soldier falls to his blade. Looking in the distance he could see even more of them approaching. It was a never-ending tide of enemies hell-bent on killing him. Compared to before every group now was bigger and came faster. The numbers weren't the only change though.
Swords, spears, maces, the soldiers used a variety of weapons now compared to earlier. Each squad had a captain that led them.
{ Lvl 20 Dark Captain }
The captains were at the same level as the soldiers but their strength was obviously larger. They were slightly stronger than elite monsters at the same level, well, the elite monsters Reign had faced. Wounds had started stockpiling on his body as blood dripped slowly from his fingertips. His arm had a gash on it, a gift from one of the captains he fought previously.
Over a hundred soldiers were laid on the golden floor of the hall as Reign prepared to fight more.