Chaos reigned. Aedion roared from somewhere, from the heart of hell, “Re-form the lines!” The order went ignored. The Bane tried and failed to hold the line. Ansel of Briarcliff bellowed to her fleeing men to get back to the front, Galan Ashryver echoing her commands to his own soldiers. Ren shouted to his archers to remain, but they too abandoned their posts.
Why is everyone running!! You’re soldiers! Fight!!
