General Gulag charged down the eastern ridge. Her Troglodyte legions poured over the rocky incline right behind her. She vaulted over a defensive trench and swung her massive bone club into the reinforced timber gates of the primary forward base. The thick wood exploded into splinters. Her warriors flooded into the camp to dismantle the panicked cavalry before the riders could even mount their steeds.
On the northern flank, Human Commander Novus led the Vanguard's mortal troops. He raised his star-iron longsword high into the morning air to signal the charge. His soldiers possessed lethal discipline and terrifying alchemical weaponry.
'Show these invaders the true might of the Spiral,' Novus thought with a fierce grin.
