Snippet #2579923

Above the sounds of battle Yrael heard a high-pitched whistle. Moments later his troops were being accosted by large birds from the sky. He snarled and drew his sword, ducking to avoid a particularly large bird of prey. "Hold together!" He called to his troops, who were fumbling to ward off the assault. Suddenly several of them fell, arrows sticking out of them. Yrael snarled again and turned toward his best guess of where the arrows had come from. "Draw your bows!" He commanded. "Fire back!" Though it was near impossible to see in the darkness. Yrael cursed, urging his horse closer to the forest for a better view while at the same time trying to avoid arrows and birds. He held his sword in his right hand and let go of the reigns, freeing his left hand. In it formed a small ball of fire which he threw at the forest, trying to light the way and see the archers. The fireball hurtled into the forest, illuminating some of the shadows before fizzling harmlessly out. He tossed a few more fireballs at the forest before retreating. The light had shown a couple of Rangers hiding and Yrael's remaining troops took aim to fire off arrows.

Yrael galloped back to his squad and returned his sword to his left hand. He divided a small group of soldiers away from the rest and ordered them to draw their swords and enter the forest to engage the Rangers in close-quarters. Those he had selected took formation, holding shields in front, above, and to the sides to ward off arrows and birds. Yrael remained with the rest of his force as they shot arrows into the trees.