"This…"
The astonishment in the eyes of the two Thunderbird leaders quickly turned to elation. Ten Peak Sovereigns from the enemy side were dead, and the remaining Gnomes and Necromancers could no longer rely on their puppets. For the first time in months the path to driving them out, or even wiping them out, stood open.
The blue Thunderbird did not hesitate. Its voice rolled towards the chaotic battlefield.
"Thunderbirds, heed my command. Leave no survivors!"
The order struck the Magical Beast ranks like a spark on dry tinder. Thunderbirds and Dragons pressed forward with renewed ferocity, cutting off retreat routes and refusing to give the enemy any breathing room.
Sir Astarot had been about to speak when he noticed Reynolds vanish from beside him. His gaze snapped back to the battlefield. Reynolds now stood next to Grey, with Void and the bunny leader already present.
….
