A piercing cry from a griffin suddenly echoed from the sky. Castro looked up and understood.
Or rather, he didn't understand at all.
'Why are there humans here?! And why are there so many of them?!'
Castro stared at the surging tide of human Knights, many of them shimmering with the light of their battle aura.
"What is going on?!" For a moment, Castro was completely bewildered, his mind unable to process the situation.
"Sir?! Sir! The human Cavalry Corps is charging us!" his adjutant yelled, trying to snap Castro out of it.
"Sir? What do we do?" the adjutant asked anxiously.
Because of the thunderous noise of their own Centaurs' hooves, Castro hadn't noticed the enemy until the human cavalry was nearly upon them.
Now, the humans were just a short distance off—for cavalry, they could close that gap in an instant.
'What do I do? How should I know what to do?' Castro's mind reeled in disbelief, but the facts were laid bare before him.
