"I want those copters down NOW!" Called a White Hand Captain who was overseeing the battle below from the taller battlements, as he pointed towards the copters in the sky.
Standing next to him was a battlemage, who quickly complied with his Captain's orders. Turning to walk towards the edge of the fortifications to look out across the harbor to the nearest mainland fortification of the Stormwind harbor defense, he began to flash towards them with a spell.

Hundreds of feet away from the battle, on top of the fortifications surrounding the harbor, soldiers from the city guard had long become aware of the assault that was going on against the fortress of Honor's Watch.
Rushing out of their barracks and watchposts, a band of soldiers ran with all haste towards one of the heavy bronze forged flak cannons that dotted the top of the harbor walls. Wasting no time, they adjusted the long barrel to face the gnomish copters that were engaged with the defenses of Honor's Watch.

"Take them down!" The sergeant of the men shouted, before all across the walls of Stormwind harbor, flak cannons began to spew forth their deadly salvos in unison! Their heavy munition glowed through the night as it traveled across the harbor and towards the fort, before detonating on and around the copters swirling around honor's watch. Explosions filled the air, shortly followed by a rain of deadly flak and fragmentations from the explosions that flew anywhere!

Although the shots of the first salvo did not have any direct hits, the lethal fragments that were thrown about in the air following their initial explosions did not miss. Shards of metal flew into the sides and bottoms of the copters, some ripping straight through the metal plating! One of the flak detonations happened close enough to one of the gnomish copters, causing their volatile goblin weaponry to prematurely detonate as one of the copters went up in an spectacular explosion! The two others were harrowed from every other side by a nightmarish hail of constant flak and shards flying through the air, some even penetrating the cockpits of the pilots and threatening to turn them into mince-meat!

But as the pilots entered evasive maneuvers to avoid the supporting fire from Stormwind's own defenses, the White Hand also responded with their own attack against the air. On top of the battlements, some battle mages had bound together to summon a flurry of spells that they threw up against the attacking copters, conjured to do everything to blind the pilot with searing displays of light magic to causing them to explode with ravenous shows of deadly fire magic!

Back on the battlements, where Rae'liel and her knights were advancing, the White Hand had reorganized following the initial confusion.

As they advanced across the heavy stone walls and ramparts, the seven knights were suddenly met by at least twenty White Hand mercenaries as they appeared up from the stairs in front of them. They were armed with everything from muskets to staves to heavy halberds, with battlemages, heavily armored knights in full plate from top to toe and more agile marines making up their rank. Running on their right was the White Hand Captain, wearing a complete set of heavy white and silver armor from top to toe, and an enchanted sword in his hand.

"Halt!" The Captain suddenly yelled when he saw the seven knights in his path, and the white hand mercenaries immediately stopped.

"Present!" He yelled, as at least a dozen muskets were pointed at Rae'liel and her knights. Not even bothering to raise his sword, the Captain immediately gave the order to fire.
"Fire!"

In front of them, a volley of musket fire, accompanied by a series of spells from the battlemages, were unleashed by the small platoon against the elves! The heavy mithril infused shots flew towards them with great speed, and although some of them may have glanced off their shields and shoulder armor, some of them hit as well; punching through their armor with great force! Two of the knights fell as they were victim to the deadly volley, and another one found himself caught on fire as one of the battlemages launched a smoldering fireball over him! 

With the knight's numbers diminished, the Captain raised his sword to issue the charge.

"Attack! Do not let them escape!" He called out, as all twenty of the chevaliers now charged forward in unison; lead by the Captain who was accompanied by five other knights clad in super heavy armor, wielding crushing hammers and massive kite shields that formed the iron fist of the charge!