Another Dreadful Constructs

The battle raged on as the Elven archers and Mages continued their relentless assault from the sky. Arrows imbued with destructive enchantments rained down, striking the Hexa Cannoneers below with precise coordination.

Each impact sent bursts of molten metal flying, and with every successful hit, another mechanical beast staggered, its cannons sputtering before shutting down.

The Mages worked tirelessly, channeling their Magic energy to maintain the levitation spells while conjuring protective barriers against the relentless counterfire. Yet, the strain was beginning to show.

Some of the younger Mages who were less experienced in prolonged combat faltered under the weight of their spellcasting. Their control wavered, causing some archers to dip unexpectedly in the air, their shots going wide.

"Hold steady, damn it!" one of the archers yelled in frustration as his arrow missed its mark.