Three days later, the scene was breathtaking on a massive scale. War drums boomed, and countless beasts roared in unison.
The Northern Coalition launched a large-scale offensive. Banners snapped in the wind, soldiers marched in dense formations, darkening the sky as they advanced on the Blood Elves' City of Blessings. High above the battlefield, Orion, Jorik, Gareth, Ironhoof, Lokiviria, and Bluehide hovered in the air, gazing at the city walls.
City of Blessings had only two gates, to the north and south, because it rose against a colossal canyon. Cliffs flanked both sides, making it an extremely tough fortress to breach. At the highest point of those cliffs stood an imposing ancient tree of unknown origin.
"Are we really starting the siege right now?"