The elven warriors run back in forth as they prepared in the quickest way possible. The sound of rattling armor and clinking weapons filled the room as they hurried to their unexpected stations.
On a typical day, of course, this will not be the case. Under normal circumstances, the warriors on duty will be ready even before dawn arrive, but this is a surprise attack, and the warriors on their day off are also called.
Hence, the chaos in the armory began.
"Hurry!" One of the warriors hissed to the person next to him as they scurry out of the armory.
On the top of the central tower, the council had gathered.
They stood and watch as the warriors took their position to defend the city.
"I think it's time," Easton announced, while the council only nodded to agree.
Alexander stood in the corner, completely lost to what Easton meant.
"Then let us raise the silver dome."
