The defenders on the position were also within the range of this destructive blood rain. The "spiritual motivation" bestowed by the Master of Hunting was directed at both sides simultaneously...
He's really gone mad!
He doesn't care how many of the Wolf People or defenders die. He just wants to see a literal river of blood.
Even Colonel Fraser and his trusted aides were affected. The Goldenrod Cannoneers turned their destructive desire into more intense actions, loading ammunition into the remaining cannons with speed beyond their limits and continuously firing at the enemies everywhere, while the colonel, with bloodshot eyes, was brandishing his command knife and cherished Crimson Revolver, searching for targets everywhere.
It was just then that a group of Gnolls dug through the position and rushed out from the artillery phalanx. Those deranged creatures planned to detonate the explosives they carried but were shot in the head by bullets.
