There was no time to feel the pressure of the actual encounter. When I recollected myself, I was already galloping forward with my horse. The moment I had actually realized this, cold sweat ran down my back. It was as if my whole body was without blood, as strength left my hands.

"Wake up!"

Belatedly coming back to reality, Sunhyuk bit his lips until it bled.

The blood then flew back within his helmet.

Through the narrow gap in the visor, he saw the enemy quickly approaching, as the Sastane Cavalry swerved left with all the dust flung into the air. All he could see were their bodies surrounded in iron armor in their tightly knit formation. It was as if killing intent and combative spirit were being emanated from them.

The moment he made eye contact with them, he couldn't breathe.

"left!! To the left!"

With a pat on the helmet again, he recollected himself, as he turned the horse to the left. However, despite having his whole body head into a different direction, his attention was on the enemies.

In this moment, his fear had peaked as he suddenly felt, that if he let them out from his sight, he would be killed as this kind of horror suffocated his body. His heart was about to burst any minute.

Fortunately, the repeated movements that he practiced during training helped, as he soon was naturally galloping forward.

Gallop. Gallop.

Soon, his rough breathing filled his helmet, causing the insides of the visor to feel as if it was on fire. His consciousness was fading, and the vision through the small gap between the visor was becoming dimmer.

Ah

The sound of the horseshoes gradually was eclipsed by the screams of the second unit. And then, a bit later, he could hear nothing.

All he could feel was the violent up-and-down shaking of the horse's reaction.

Did I drink on the go?

He doubted if he did, however he couldn't remember.

No. But why am I here?

He was trying to think of the reason, but there was only an empty white sheet in his mind as he couldn't think of anything.

"!"

At that time, a strange object appeared beside him. Turning to his side, He saw a man with a helmet screaming something, but no sound was heard. It was as if he was looking at a cheap mime.

"!"

It was ridiculous, seeing the man scream in this matter, as he alternated gazes between the man and the view in front of him. Thus, he ended up chuckling in the end.

What's he saying. He couldn't hear at all.

"! ..!"

The man with a contorted face pushed his body against him, and continued to knock on his helmet. It was as if his knocking was urgent as goosebumps filled his whole body.

" to be!"

And in that instant, the silence was ripped apart as he escaped the silent, empty world back into reality.

"Wake up!"

"Cl-Clarke?!"

Suddenly returning back into reality, he couldn't recollect himself. That loud voice of Clarke calling Sunhyuk's name caused the heat inside his helmet to burn on like a fire.

He couldn't bear the heat in the end, and so Sunhyuk subconsciously raised his visor.

Shooooooooo.

Suddenly, a gale of the cool wind gushed onto his face. And then he realized that he was currently in the middle of a battle.

"You idiot! Lower your visor! We're soon entering the range of their 1st ranged attack!"

With an urgent scream, he belatedly remembered the existence of the Sastane Cavalry, as he reflexively turned his head.

"Ahh"

When did he get so close. That small bow, and the arrow that was on the bowstrings were so clearly seen as the enemies were aiming for them.

"Put down your visor, raise up your shield! Lower your posture!"

From Clarke's instructions, he lifted his shield in a flustered state.

"Once! If you're unlucky twice! You just have to endure that much!"

The scream felt muffled since he had lowered his visor, but he was sure that the gist what he was saying.

"Endure! Endure anyway you can! Once they're within distance, they won't have time to grab a spear or whatever!"

After banging Sunhyuk's helmet with his iron gloves, Sunhyuk lowered his posture and glared at the enemy. In that moment, a ping was heard as the enemies all released their bowstrings.

"Raise your shield!"

With Clarke's concluding remark, the sky rained down with arrows.

Please. Please. Please.

Hiding behind his shield, he prayed that this rain of death would not strike him.

Ting. Ting.

Whenever the arrows scraped by his shield, it was as if they were grazing his skin, as his shoulders automatically shuddered. Thus, the more he held the shield, the stronger he tightened his grasp on the shield.

Why won't it end?!

It was only about a 100 or so Riders, yet that ghastly, terrifying rain of arrows caused him to wait pleadingly for that horrid time to pass.

And soon, that hell-like time passed as Clarke screamed at him.

"Sunhyuk!" "Yes!"

In this discord of a battlefield, Clarke's voice, that penetrated through his eardrums, accosted him into raising his voice with all his might in reply.

"If this charge fails, there is no second opportunity!" "Ah, I understand!"

As time passed, the bodies of the heavy cavalry became heavier and wearier, and it was only a matter of time before their fatigued bodies would be preyed upon by the devilish Sastanes. No armor on either them, or their horses, would protect them against their oncoming arrows forever.

"So, what are you doing when you know?! What the hell do we do when the spearhead is idling about?!"

That bloody scream caused Sunhyuk to frown as he increased his speed. And soon, his whole body was filled with the wind as it began to spiral on the tip of his spear.

Shoooooooooooooooo.

The barrier of that fierce wind had broke down at a certain point, as some of his aura began to gather on the tip of his spear. Alongside, the speed of his horse rose even faster.

Not just yet.

After that not-so-successful first attack, the enemies were already trying to maintain the distance and fire once more. In that situation, using his skill would be a waste, and he would end up losing the effect of his attribute that was encircling the entire cavalry.

Right now, what was required was 10 spears over one strong spear, as he tried to suppress his urgent mind as he just focused on increasing his speed.

Kereeeeeeung.

It was as if his wrists were going to be cut off at any moment. He had reached the limitations of his attribute, and he wanted to release this aura at this very instant, while it loudly howled. With all of his veins about to burst, Sunhyuk endlessly gathered the attribute's aura, while enduring the pain.

More! More! More!

Screaming silently, Sunhyuk charged after the Sastanes' backs.

The Sastane Cavalry was sur