From atop of a cliff two miles away, Emery intently observed the battle that was taking place in the distance.
There were fifty or so acolytes participating in the battle. Currently, they were fighting from behind a newly formed stone wall against a horde much larger than the one Emery had previously seen attacking the outpost.
There were several thousands of them, cramming the yellow sandy plains to such an extent that no more ground could be seen where they had congregated. Furthermore, Emery saw many stage 3 Abyss creatures in the midst of their ranks.
The long blonde hair captain Rayne was fighting fiercely. Her figure floated in the air as multicolored lights continuously shot out from the bow in her hand like a waterfall, while the runic arrows flew through the air at breakneck speed ending the life of any Abyss creature unlucky enough to be targeted.
