Ethan spun and sent the signal to the rear.
But the battlefield where Emerald Castle's main force was fighting had already reached a boiling point.
In the distance, layers of energy kept rising, pressing down until the entire front looked airtight. The Mournvale Abyss army's power hung across the line like a massive wall, brutally stopping Emerald Castle's advance. Every charge that slammed into it got forced back by corrosive energy. The glow on the shields was gnawed until it flickered, bright then dim, and the frontline formation couldn't push forward even a single step.
Catheryn sensed it too.
She snorted, and her figure blurred—shooting straight toward the main battlefield. Wherever she passed, dust on the ground was kicked up, and the air split into a clean, visible corridor. The leftover corrosive force in the air didn't even get the chance to reach her before the surging energy around her shook it apart.
