"For the glory of the ancestors! Gronni is watching us!" the commander of the Redbeard Clan dwarves roared, "Charge in! Crush them!"
Repressed morale erupted like a volcano! The dwarf heavy infantry let out furious roars, pushing the shield wall forward violently, knocking any remaining enemies on the walkway down into the abyss. The crossbowmen poured their last arrows and burning flasks into the open stone gate. The long-bearded warriors of the Grey Rock Clan wielded their war axes, charging at the forefront, their roars like the Sea-Stabilizing Needle, dispersing the last trace of fear emanating from within the gate.
