The stronghold on the Southern Highlands, once belonging to the Paratu People, was now eerily silent.
The barbarians learned well, lighting no lamps, building no fires, rendering the attackers unable to discern the wall's layout. Yet they had set fires on the open ground outside the ditch, leaving nowhere to hide.
The Paratu People were determined to recapture the Southern Highlands, and the Herders knew this just as well.
Under the cover of nightfall, a dark undercurrent surged.
A meteor streaked across the sky with a long tail, vanishing in an instant.
"Kill!" A cry of despair from a man echoed from somewhere.
The war drums thundered, the clarions stabbing at everyone's eardrums.
A group of humans leapt from the dark, carrying crude ladders, roaring as they charged at the stronghold: "Uukhai!"
The Northern Highlands fortress flickered red, sporadic gunfire sounding.
