"What are your orders, Adrian?" Eris repeated, her voice calm despite the chaos around them.
Adrian scanned the battlefield, his sharp eyes picking apart the threads of the Shadow Court's strategy. The city's defenses were holding, but just barely.
The soldiers of Zarpha were growing weary, their formations buckling under the relentless advance of shadow creatures and summoners.
"Medea, Lilith," Adrian barked, pointing toward the eastern gate where the defenses were weakest. "The summoners are sending nightmare beasts through the breach. I need you to deal with them before they overwhelm us."
Lilith smirked, her crimson whip coiling lazily in her hand. "Nightmare beasts? Sounds like my kind of party."
Medea rolled her eyes, black flames flickering at her fingertips. "Just stay out of my way."