[spoiler]Hehehehe!!! Battle magic is fun.[/spoiler] *Shadow, at the very front of the lines, let's out a blood-curdling scream of pure fury as she lets her magic work. All across the lines on the sides of the mercenaries thousands of soldiers appear. They join the charge, the sound of their footsteps pounding the ground like thunder. Shadow raises her sword as she leads the charge, her power manifesting on the battlefield like a dark cloud covering the sun itself. Her image, a figure in pure-black armor raising a bone-white broadsword as long as she is tall, fills the dark eldar with fear. She draws even more power from their fear, using it to feed the illusion of the soldiers. As the lines crash against each other the illusion soldiers cut down the foe, the fear of the enemy used against themselves.*