Ogni stayed calm. Horns bellowed outside while the tavern's ceiling rattled. The thunderous march of numerous feet vibrated from the earth above.
"Hm. And how many of them survived the valley's landmines?" Ogni said while checking on his little brother, who stirred in his sleep. "Or did they discover the underground passage?"
"No, the secret passage remains hidden, My Lord. When this human appeared, the troops checked it," Brom said. "But my Lord, I'm afraid we must hurry! They brought a horde of fire spirits from the Helrak! And there are five god-rank golems with them! The surviving scouts even said that they'd spotted a flying beast. If the old tales are true, then it must be the dragon! My Lord, the Black Orcs' number barely dwindled!"
Ogni's face soured. "Open the fortress' portals and gather all members of the Armada. Ask for help from the Alliance too! Tell them that war is on our doors and not in the Battle Arena!"
