A brutal massacre
The town guards standing near the gate looked up at the sky and shuddered as the Undead Chimera flew over them, its massive gray wings casting a great shadow on the disorganized troops.

Milton recalibrated the magic cannon and positioned it at an upward angle to target the Chimera. But just as he was about to fire, the hybrid flew up.

Zwip!

The magic beam missed its mark and disappeared amidst the smoky black clouds. Milton repositioned the cannon by changing the angle of elevation and fired again.

Zwip!

This time, the magic beam nicked the Chimera’s head, burning its manes and leaving a dark scar on the left side of its head. It growled and dived straight at the watchtower. Before Milton could adjust the settings and fire again, the undead hybrid clawed at the cannon and tore off its power tubes.

As the cannon powered down, Milton’s face turned pale in horror. His heart thumped like a caged animal as he stared at the Chimera’s hungry eyes.

Outside the town, Count Gressil’s Elite Guar
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