SWOOSH!!!
The battle officially begins, and both armies charge towards each other in a primal display of violence.
Each side bears their own degree of strength.
The Great Northern Tribe has the advantage of numbers, while Kalakuta's army takes the upper hand in terms of lethality.
Even if the warriors can evenly match the Cadre 2 Magivores, one has to consider the two thousand Cadre 3 Magivores.
This is the cunnundrum.
But I am not worried in the slightest.
Why?
'I can see the future. You don't live to see tomorrow!' I smile at the crowd while using Tracing to constantly change positions and attack the opponents with vicious lethality.
With my Armament, killing small fry like this isn't a big deal.
But—
'My goal isn't simply to kill them.' I grin, leading an elite group of Magivores deeper into the Army to create an opening within the seemingly airtight formation.
The Magivores with me are the Cadre 3 and Cadre 4 kinds.
The Freedom Fighters are also with me.
