And this time, the enemy's ranks were bolstered by a massive horde of Alpha-level demonic monsters. They were fodder, sent to tie up the Legendary-level champions protecting Lorelia.
"Thundar, Ursa, I'm going to defend Lorelia's position."
It wasn't an order. Onyx was simply stating his intent. It was a dangerous decision. When Thundar had suggested it earlier, both Onyx and Ursa had refused. But things were different now. With Alpha-level monsters swarming the broodmother's Nest, Onyx felt it was their duty to help, even if it meant facing Legendary-level opponents. This was their responsibility.
"Prophet, I'm with you," Ursa declared, her voice firm. "If my daddy were here, he'd charge in without a second's hesitation."
