Thread:Argali1/@comment-25356210-20151211224404/@comment-26210095-20151212145050

To the south, a great horn is heard, along with more marching.

Ten mumakil are swiftly charging, followed by two thousand more soldiers.

The Shieldwall is holding, barely. The archers are raining death upon the Evradawn.

The Skrab are surprised by the hardiness and the valor of the invaders, they seem to fight to the last breath. They have Spartan-level training.