The vast open battlefield stretched as far as the eye could see.
On one side, the Thunderbird army and the supporting Dragons filled the sky in dense ranks. On the other, the combined forces of Gnomes and Necromancers stood ready, their numbers greater and their formation steady.
The Magical Beasts did not waste time on words. After only a few seconds of silent confrontation, their roars and cries erupted across the field. Lightning crackled along wings, fire and wind surged, and the entire Magical Beast force charged forward in a single violent wave.
A voice sounded in the ears of the Peak Sovereign Gnomes.
"Go. Make them regret coming here so foolishly."
Among the leading Peak Sovereign Gnomes, one of them snorted and raised a hand.
He led the Peak Sovereigns upward into the higher clouds, the designated zone for their level of combat. The other Peak Sovereign Gnomes and Necromancers followed, many of them licking their lips in open anticipation.
