>>5841975The east? Imperial reinforcements? Where could they have come from? You turn to where the scout was pointing and, sure enough, several wyvern knights are making their way towards you. You’re able to make out the flag they carry as they get closer. A black vulture in front of a red sun. Dread runs through you as you recognize the symbol.
“I’m coming for my spear, Blair!” Daryun the Red shouts loud enough so that you can hear. His men roar triumphantly behind him, rattling their spears and singing their leader’s praises in the Almyran tongue. “Gungnir will be mine!”
“The Desert Vultures!” Eleanor spits venomously. All signs of her usual stoic and graceful composure had dropped as she gazed at the rival mercenary company. “Did they sign on with the Empire after failing to secure a contract with the Knights of Seiros?”
“A-Almyrans?!” Mary exclaims with horror. “What are they doing here?”
>“Does it matter? If they stand in our way, we’ll knock them down alongside the Hellwings.”“Enemy ahead!” Another pegasus scout shouts. A fourth detachment of Hellwings has separated from the main host and is now moving your way. Their leader this time looks different than the rest, and you swear you’ve even seen him somewhere before. An ornate, red spear pulses brightly in his hands. A Flame Lance. The same sort you were gifted by Rex long ago. Both the Hellwings and the Desert Vultures begin moving in on your position. Before you even realized it, you were now fighting a battle on two fronts.
>Daryun>Level 40 Wyvern LordHP: 61
STR: 37
DEX: 30
SPD: 38
LUK: 28
DEF: 35
RES: 18
Weapon: Lance of Zoltan (+15 DMG, 15% Crit), Delphi Shield
Skill: Pierce (DEX Based Chance to ignore enemy DEF)
>McCarthy>Level 44 Wyvern KnightHP: 70
STR: 36
MAG: 32
DEX: 35
SPD: 40
LUK: 25
DEF: 33
RES: 26
Weapon: Flame Lance (+10 DMG, Magic, Ranged) Silver Lance (13 DMG)
>A): Fight Daryun and the Desert Vultures. (How?)>B): Fight McCarthy and the Hellwings. (How?)>Choose a captain to engage the other group.