Sweeping the Battlefield

When all the sentient leaders of the Bone Calamity's undead demon army were slaughtered and absent from the ranks, the Behemoth-class ghoul-like Bone Demons resumed their most basic command to hunt down the humans in sight.

In a short moment, the undead demon army began to charge towards the city walls once more, completely ignoring the black-dressed Lumi that stood in the middle of their ranks.

The Darkmoon Tribe warriors did not have to standby for long before they were forced into battle once more.

"Prepare for battle!"

Chief Valencia roared. 

Standing at the front to receive the brunt of the charge along with the 7 Venerable Shamans, they were the only 8 Battle Masters in the tribe. 

Not all Shamans can achieve the Battle Master realm during their prime. Many fall short at the Extremity-rank Great Master realm before their eventual decline. 

"Haiz, it seems these old bones got to be put to work after all." 

Old Fjord said.