252 Trumpet

As the sun slowly dipped below the horizon, the sky was dyed a shade of orange and red. The City of Stardale, a stronghold fortified on all five sides was being besieged by the onslaught of the magical beasts.

Although the war had only just begun, the intensity had already reached such height. Moreover, this was only the first wave.

The towering walls of the city made sure that no beasts could scale it. Magi were positioned all along the walls, hurling spells of all kinds at the beasts below.

Just outside the city walls, the corpses of the beasts had gathered on top of each other and formed mounds. Despite that, the other magical beasts continued to recklessly charge at the city walls.

Meanwhile, inside the city, the streets were alive with a commotion unlike any other. The mortal residents of the city had taken it upon themselves to help the Magi in any way possible.