B2 Chapter 25: Quality vs. QuantityThe armored man let out a guttural scream that echoed across the hills. He began to emanate a sickly green glow as he charged toward the Legion’s line. He leapt straight over their fortifications and aimed for the spot between two Legionnaires, ignoring the sharpened spear points and stakes that shattered on his breastplate. It hardly slowed his charge as he crashed through the first few ranks of the shield wall. But the Legion’s lines were deep. In a moment, the warrior found himself surrounded by twenty men as they repositioned to manage the threat. A snarl emitted from beneath his helmet as a black gauntlet swung toward the Legionnaires. An ethereal mace sprang into being before it connected with one’s shield, sending the man flying before he could lock into place next to his brethren. The Legionnaire was still in midair even as the warrior spun to attack the next.As the warrior charged into the fray, the other Legionnaires didn’t stand idle. They continued to hurl volleys of throwing spears, detonating some and recalling others. The archer leaped up to meet them, dodging between the falling weapons with impossible dexterity as he fired projectiles of his own into the reformed shield wall. This time, the wall held firm as the resulting explosions were dispersed across the entirety of the wall by [Coordinated Bulwark].Additional spears and sling stones sailed toward the archer in response, forcing him to roll away as he landed. Then several spears detonated nearby, each one peppering him with shrapnel and further limiting his movement options. The continuous assault from both above and below seemed to hinder him enough to keep him grounded for the moment. Even from this distance, Tiberius could (...)