343 180. Avaldi's Armament (Part One)

Translated by A Passing Wanderer

Edited by RED

I looked down at the situation on the ground below from the top of the citadel. The Heavenly Army was entering the city limits.

The soldiers were clad in the Rune armour that boasted impressively large frames. Each unit exceeded well over two metres, making me momentarily think that I was staring at mech suits found in a sci-fi movie, or even smallish golems.

The golden light emanated from the Aztal Rune. As if that was the signal, the Paladins wielding muskets aimed their muzzles at the Jötnar in perfect unison.

"Fire-!"

The barrage of holy bullets fired all at the same time, and punched through the Jötnar cleanly. The giants flailed about awkwardly and stumbled back. The Paladins matched that by striding forward while slinging the muskets on their backs.

They then gripped shields in their left hands, and their right hands yanked out their gleaming swords.

"Fuu-wuu..."