The leader of the enemy's third division shouted with all her might,
"Attack the arrows with everything you have. They must not land on us or the bridge."
Everyone on her division shot magic spells one after another, most of them did not work, so they attacked in such a way that most of their trajectories diverted, and they landed on the water. But some of them still landed on them; they had enough defensive artifacts on them that they were not harmed by it too much, but the fire in the arrows was extremely potent and scorching. Some landed on the bridge, and those sections caught on fire, which they extinguished as fast as possible.
The arrows from high in the fortress shot out again just as the previous wave was taken care of, similar to before, Lucien again chanted his spell, and the ballistic arrows caught fire again in mid-air. Then a sudden thought popped into her, seeing the potent effects of that strange fire on the fibers that held the bridge.
