The Author's POV

[Demon Domain, Kuzma City]

"Attack!"

"Charge forward!"

"Raise your shields and charge!"

The orcs charged forward, their roars echoing through the air as they attempted to breach the demon city.

Rumble! Rumble!

The sound of their footsteps reverberated across the ground as they ran toward the towering walls. The walls themselves were fortified with layers of thick stone, with towers and battlements dotting the top, bristling with weapons and soldiers.

The orcs brandished their weapons - crude axes, spears, and swords - and began pounding against the walls with all their might.

Clank! Clank!

The sound of metal on stone rang out as they smashed their weapons against the unyielding surface, hoping to make a crack in the demon's defenses.

The demons atop the wall retaliated with volleys of different spells and arrows, raining down on the orcs like a deadly hailstorm. The twang of bowstrings mixed with the screams of dying orcs as they fell to the ground below, their bodies broken and lifeless.

"Argh!"

"Akh!"

"Continue to charge!"

But the orcs were undeterred, their sheer numbers giving them unrelenting momentum as they continued to throw themselves against the walls, stepping over their fallen comrades.

"Charge!"

They had no regard for their own safety, only a fierce determination to break through the defenses and conquer the city.

As the battle raged on, the orcs tried everything in their power to breach the city's walls.

They brought forward battering rams, hoping to smash through the gates, but the demons were ready for them.

The rams were met with a rain of flaming arrows, igniting the wooden frames and sending them crashing to the ground.

Boom―! Boom―! The walls of the city shook every time the orcs rammed against them, but as if they were made out of the sturdiest of materials, they didn't budge an inch.

"Continu-ahgh!"

The orcs continued to ram the walls, but it proved to be a futile endeavor.

Not only were they unable to break through the walls, but with each passing second, they suffered an increasing number of casualties as well.

"Khhh…khhh… This is not good."

Brutus muttered, overlooking the entire battlefield from afar.

He wielded a massive war axe in the palm of his hand. Because it was so heavy, the ground beneath the axe began to slope downward.

Brutus took his time as he brought the axe up to rest on his shoulders, all the while keeping his eyes fixed on the walls off in the distance.

"Commander…"

he turned his head, his eyes

"What is it… strategist."

"About that…"

glanced

was, he turned his attention back to

possible, could you

"That's impossible."

abruptly refused before he even had a chance to state the nature of his request. The face of the strategist turned pale, and just as he was

"But why!? If you-"

"I said that's impossible."

once more, his

at the

he

think I want to stand here and

a sudden,

"Yes?"

anyone by now. Do you really think I'm someone who would just stand idly and do nothing while my brethren

"N,no."

shook his head, processing those words

if I'm not acting, it's not because I don't want to, but because something is preventing

"Preventing you?"

the impression of having comprehended something, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at the city

there something that's preventing you from moving? … Could it

to the strategist, and his

"That's correct."

smiled to himself as he nodded his head, content that the strategist

of the Prince Kuzma. If that were to

reach the entire battlefield, but the losses that would be sustained because of it would be immense. Far greater than what it was at the

I didn't think

strategist hung his head

strategist for this conflict; however, in reality, he was not nearly as intelligent as the strategist who represented the other races. He was head and shoulders above those of his own race, but when measured against the others, he came

should've seen through it from the very

failed as

"It's alright."

Although he maintained a fierce expression, the level

is still not impossible for us to

"You mean…"

strategist lit up with excitement, and he quickly raised his head. He was met with Brutus's slight

us to win the

by Brutus stoked the fire that was already present in the mind of the strategist, and he

he raised

also a noticeable shock and

"Commander!"

did, go ahead and

a knowing look, the strategist's expression changed into something

the end, he let out

"…I understand."

the direction of one of the tents

change immediately after the strategist turned around

before murmuring something to himself in a

is the