The words were barely out of his mouth.
"HUMMM—!"
An invisible wave of energy emanated from the distant army, instantly blanketing the entire pass.
A mage apprentice had just tried to activate a Magic Letter, only to find it wouldn't send.
"It's a sealing barrier," the mage apprentice cried out, his face deathly pale. "At least a Tier Four Sealing Scroll! All our communications have been cut off!"
At his words, a dead silence fell over the ramparts.
At that moment, the vanguard of the Alliance Army had already arrived below the pass.
Blood Hand Johnny rode a magnificent black stallion at the head of the column. He looked up at Gray Claw Pass, his expression solemn and stern.
Without any unnecessary theatrics, he simply raised his right hand and swept it forward.
"Attack."
At his command, the war drums thundered.
The vanguard surged directly toward the pass.
The outcome of the battle was never in doubt.
