"We have only been holding out thanks to the magic towers and their attacks being limited to night." Pelaros continued.
"The latter gave us enough time to repair our defenses and refill the magic tower's power somewhat. However, each day we lose more and our morale drops just a bit more. Keeping order is becoming near impossible. Many want to abandon the city, but that..."
Pelaros clenched his fist, abandoning Kynigo meant opening another path into the kingdom. Sacrificing countless villages and towns to the undead, allowing them to grow their numbers tenfold.
Nodding, Eldrian understood. But he still didn't have the answer that he was looking for. "What happened with the forts, with Vivian's father."
"Commander Arthur..." Pelaros sighed, that had been a massive loss to them all, "They came in force. Escaping the scouts' detection they assaulted the fort at night. Their spells rained down on the fort before the soldiers even knew what was going on."
