The White Snake Returns! Chaos in Westrin!

Asura's mount shot across the field, the galloping hooves overturning the earth as a thunderous sound of the orcs on their wolves followed him. The distinct clashing of weapons echoed through the area; Ignis was already engaged in combat with the enemy forces while Asura, Verana, and Xavida rushed towards the walls. Though his forces could've attacked sooner, Asura had been waiting for Abaddon to appear, but after several days without a sign of her, he finally made his move.

"Don't just look at them! Attack them!" A roar of rage and madness came from the walls as Asura narrowed his eyes at the towering figure of the mutated orcs on the walls, their bodies damaged and twisted by the green potion. Though they survived, unlike the ones in Grom's army, it was more of a when, not if, they would die.