On the fourth floor of the Demon King's castle, inside a large luxurious hall that was exquisitely designed with magic runes, the air of the room — which now held a temporary thrown as filled with a quiet ardor as only Tyler's voice echoed in the massive hall.
At his request, Z stood up from his knees and turned around to address everyone in the hall in a clear tone that reverberated in the quiet hall.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, pardon my directness but I'll just get to the point so as not to waste any more of Lord Ty's time. I'm sure you are all aware of the fact that there is an army of more than 20,000 undead marching in our direction with malicious intent. Based on the extensive information Lord Ty's shadows has collected so far, their estimated time of arrival is less than 72 hours. In order words, they would be upon us in less than 3 days from now."
