In a flash, the front row of the two parties was already in contact.
A sharp golden horn on the sharp gunpoint, still cut into cold butter with a hot knife, freehand, splashing into pieces of lacquered black blood, puncturing the chest and brain of the demon creature.
Svadia’s heavy cavalry clenched the spear in one hand, clenching their teeth to withstand the force of the charge.
The horseshoe hit the slate ground heavily.
The rumbling floods of the cluster charge slowly slowed down as the two crossed.
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