Once the fodder skirmishes have all been completely and utterly annihilated the real war has started. The army split into five separate entities and started to put up trebuchets and ballistas. The humans started to fix up their barricades because they were down hill while we were uphill. It started to snow and the once bloody field was now frozen over. I could still feel the subtle pulsating of that unknown dungeon core that was still underneath us. I am curious on how the monster will invade. It was nearing dusk and the cavalry knights, Zalabres section of the army, took charge first. They had mana shields buffing them while they charged and trampled the human soldiers who were desperately trying to fix up the barricade. They were unstoppable, killing humans right and left while the field slowly turned crimson and white. This went on all night with the rest of the demon army slowly making their way towards the human main forces. Feeling sleepy i decided to stay where i was on top of the hill and get some rest.

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