The fortress forced the purple portals outside the walls, nearly giving the soldiers at work a heart attack. Hours passed and tension mounted among all the soldiers and merchants in the fortress.
The traders initially tried to flee the fortress when they heard they were about to be attacked, but immediately backed off when they learned the attacker's identity. The demihumans didn't chase the fleeing humans, but the undead wouldn't stop as long as there was someone alive.
Being protected within the walls with the army preparing for battle was far better than being alone with just a few guards. All of them were currently ensconced within the fortress.
The general was currently on top of the wall, his silver armor gleaming with light and a longsword at his waist his backup weapon. The undead were not yet visible, but scouts sent to monitor the army and make sure they did not change course informed him that they would arrive soon.
