A Razor Wing harpy slammed its heavy beak against the runic steel shield with enough force to dent the polished metal. Vance shoved his shoulder into the bracing line and felt the jarring kinetic shock travel straight down his spine. Blood dripped steadily from the stone ceiling as the flying monsters tore themselves apart trying to breach the narrow cave entrance.
Commander Torin screamed for the second rank of skirmishers to push forward and reinforce the buckling wall of steel. The mortal soldiers were exhausting their physical stamina just holding the heavy iron barriers in place against the relentless aerial bombardment.
Vance summoned his digital interface with his free hand while keeping his shoulder pressed hard against his shield. The blue holographic screen flickered in the dar
