"Sir Nesterin, The undead army is here!"
Nesterin stared at the distance where the black mass of undead soldiers with hideous appearances marched towards the wall. "I know. Tell our men to get in position. Prepare for an all out attack."
"Yes, sir!"
The scouts hadn't returned to the gate. They were told to stay outside if possible and convey any information to the army through the messenger birds. Some of them did return, but Hax had sent thousands of scouts.
Who knew how many scouts died in the process of obtaining information.
As the undead army approached, Nesterin's head felt a little dizzy. He had a good sleep yesterday, but he felt so sleepy. He wondered what was that about. "I need coffee."
Someone immediately entered the Command Center and served him a cup of hot coffee. The army had prepared everything to get anything that Nesterin or Hax want. If they want a hot bathtub, they would prepare it in a matter of minutes.
