From their hidden vantage point in the forest, the remnants of the Sky Riders and Green Haven clans stared at the battlefield in disbelief.
"What… what are they doing?" one of the druids whispered, his voice trembling. "The Kings… the Lords… they're weakening."
The survivors exchanged uneasy glances. They had seen the impossible… Zombie Kings collapsing, their powers stripped away, and even the mighty Lords failed to activate their super abilities under the assault of strange rifles that fired glowing darts.
"What the hell is going on?!"
Arden didn't know what to say as he looked at the battlefield. Then, he turned to the others who had a similar reaction.
"We didn't receive any report about this, right? That Lancelot… How did he fail to inform us of something so crucial?! This shouldn't be possible. Nothing has ever neutralized their powers before."
