The Shadow Rider

High above the battlefield, two red-tailed hawks soared above the fog. From their vantage point, the ground seemed like a sea of shifting shadows. But the moment the hawks took a steep dive downward and broke through the layers of the fog, the true chaos unfolded—clanging of steel, cries of men and explosions filled the once peaceful atmosphere.

"The wall holds!!"

Commanding General Alec's voice booed as he retrieved his spear in one swift, seamless motion and thrust it forward again.

With each thrust, he could feel his spear's blade piercing into flesh.

Boom! Boom!

Loud sounds fell into his ears, a result of the forceful efforts of the barbarians trying to break the shield wall.

Alec's soldiers dug in; their feet shuffled on the soil as they struggled to hold the barbarians' relentless assault, thrusting their spears with brutal efficiency.