"Hold the line! Don't let a single one of these rotten bastards break through!" Cora roared.
The moment the high-altitude warriors forced the vulture swarm down into the narrow bottleneck, Cora gave the signal. The ground division acted in perfect unison, leveraging heavy timber levers to send massive boulders crashing down from the rim of the gorge. Trapped in a geometric kill box with zero runway to maneuver, the flying beasts shrieked in blind panic as the rockfall shattered their wings.
Cora surged into the fray, her heavy axe swinging in a brutal, meat-grinder arc, cleaving clean through the necks of any monsters trying to scramble along the dirt. The ground units formed an unyielding wall of shields and iron, acting as the anchor for Ryker's entire tactical matrix.
High above, Ari
