Chapter 347

Chapter 347 The Final Stand at Camp Altar

Chapter 347 The Final Stand at Camp Altar

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Bruce’s violet heavy armor was crisscrossed with blade gashes and scorch marks from magic fire. His tower shield was half shattered, and he leaned against a broken wall, gasping for breath

An ice arrow had pierced straight through Fly’s arm, He’d snapped off both ends and wrapped the wound loosely with cloth, yet fresh blood still seeped through the fabric nonstop.

The remaining survivors gathered around NorthWind, falling back to the edge of the square beside the camp’s bonfire.

Though they’d fought tooth and nail and dealt heavy losses to WarWolf’s vanguard, over 100 elite core members of WarWolf still stood in full formation in the distance. The Siege Breaker Tank might be trapped outside, but WarWolf’s mage regiment had already assembled on the perimeter, tallying casualties and preparing for a second wave of assault.