"There's one thing I don't understand." Manohar said amid pants, in the hope to buy time and cast spells solely with his nimble fingers. "Why attack at daybreak? Aren't undead afraid of sunlight?"
The Bright Day laughed at both his words and his futile attempt. Life Vision showed her the spells he was preparing and the elements he would employ, yet she humored him.
"Because that's when your defenses are at their weakest. Your trust in the ball of fire in the sky makes you humans conceited, leaving for the day shift the worst soldiers that go to relieve the now exhausted cream of the crop.
"Didn't you read Verhen's report about my abilities?" A snap of Dawn's fingers made the white aura that shrouded her soldiers visible to the naked eye.
"Oh, shit." Manohar did read Lith's report and now he knew that the sun would bring the Kingdom's army no solace.
