From that moment onward, the initiative completely reversed: every exchange forced the three commanders back, and every tactical formation was dismantled; even their combined assault failed.
The Dread Duchess seemed capable of finding the single weakness in every ancient racial ability. No matter how perfect their coordination became, she broke it with overwhelming precision.
Across the battlefield, the Evernight Council erupted.
"The Duchess is winning!"
"They're retreating!"
"Advance!"
War fortresses surged forward once more, and rune formations advanced another hundred miles. The Corpse Clan's defensive lines began collapsing everywhere.
Without the previous commanders holding back the other Evernight Dukes, the Yin Duchess froze entire armies, the Enchantress Demon Duchess enslaved battlefield after battlefield, and the Corpse Duke buried elite corpse formations beneath endless Death Qi.
