As the barrier collapses and the gates groan open, the monstrous horde surges forward with a deafening roar. Human soldiers, already in defensive positions, tighten their grips on weapons and shields, bracing for the onslaught. The two forces collide with earth-shaking intensity.
Despite their discipline and training, the human soldiers are swiftly overwhelmed. The monster warriors, towering and ferocious, tear through the ranks with brutal efficiency. Swords and spears glance off thick hides and armored carapaces, while claws and fangs rend through steel and flesh alike. Cries of pain and terror echo as the defenders falter.
Atop a nearby hill, General Varkas observes the battlefield. His form stands tall, fur bristling in anticipation. His keen eyes scan the chaos below, noting the swift collapse of human defenses. A low growl escapes his throat, a mixture of satisfaction and anticipation.
