Around two hundred men were sent to reinforce the bridge, bringing the total to more than three hundred.
Compared to the Kingdom, that was nearly half of my available force, though my citizens were far stronger than the average soldier.
Still, watching the assault, I was reminded of the sheer strength of numbers.
The cratered asphalt was being repaired and destroyed in real time.
The roles were reversed.
To hold the line, the city's defenders focused purely on halting the advance, regardless of the cost.
But the rebellious factions were undeterred.
They charged through the magic and the bullets, returning fire with triple the power. To them, the bridge was just the most convenient path.
The water down below was its own battlefield.
The river became a source of armor and spears. Until they made landfall, the water mages reigned supreme.
Alex: "...You know it's not a good thing to disclose your Gift's potential, right?"
