Richard stood in the observation tower, his gaze sweeping over the battlefield below. Thousands of warriors clashed, their weapons flashing under the blood-red sky. The air was thick with the scent of iron and burnt flesh.
The Crimson Clan's defenses were holding, but barely. Their warriors, cloaked in black and red, fought with savage determination, their fangs bared. Yet, the Asian Alliance pressed forward, their ranks disciplined, their war beasts tearing through the front lines.
He could see the number of vigilantes attacking the base exceeded his expectations. On estimation, they were above several thousand, along with their tamed monsters and tech support.
"How in the world have they infiltrated the outer ring?" Richard asked Lena since the outer ring was incredibly durable and something that Richard himself tested recently. He even has to utilize several six-circle magic to demolish the protective ring.