The horses that had been galloping right behind them tried to turn around and retreat in a hurry, but due to the heavy cavalry's characteristics and the fact that they had to dig into narrow gaps, they had to stop and face the fire.
"Ahhhhh!"
Even the noise of battle stopped for that moment.
The flames devoured the air, burning everything within their reach.
Only the screams of those dying in it, screaming in unison, could be heard clearly there.
The power of the 'Running Flames,' created by Hardion's army by deploying all the fire and wind magicians currently available, was as terrible as the flames of hell.
And no one, not even the commanding officers who planned it all, thought that this terrible flame would kindly avoid friendly forces.
