Vedon smirked triumphantly as he savoured sight of his enemies trembling in fear of the dead warriors snarling to devour their flesh before their very eyes. Luckily, the horrid-looking undead didn't attack those in the fortress despite the fact that they were twice as many as the Zekian army combined and seemed to the terrified Agekians that they were waiting for something although a lot of them were snarling at no one in particular.
"What could they be waiting for?"
Ragnok curiously questioned no one in particular and moved closer aiming his sword at the bare wind which seemed to dry for them to breath. Then the sky way high above the fort darkened, signaling something ominous about to occur. Elymius had heard Ragnok's remark and drew closer to him whilst staring at the undead with a deeper dread which made his feet a bit reluctant to move. He moved closer to Ragnok and whispered his response.
