410 Change of Plan

Dave's infernal dragons rained down hell from above. They spewed out fire through the battlefield, scorching the enemies into black skeletons. The flames gathered into a firestorm that roared through the whole area.

Still, 48 dragons, no matter how domineering, how powerful and how badass, they still were not enough to quell the lives of a couple hundred thousand enemy units.

Dave had to fold back.

"Guys, Let's leave!" Dave called, then summoned Tiny. "Everyone hop in!" 

Dave was the first to jump on Tiny's back. The rest of the party quickly followed suit. Leaving the undead taking care of the enemies.

"Why not just use teleportation scrolls?" Jeffery asked as he dismounted from his Mecha and dissipated it.

"We can't use scrolls while we are considered to be in combat. We also can't use any scrolls here besides those of the Eastern cities and the Underworld," Dave answered.