A man walked through the city's streets, sitting in the local tavern, watching people haul the rubble away. It's been two days since the undead attacked. Rumors about a dragon rampaging close to the main gate were the hottest news.
Was it mere hallucinations or a reality? No one knew, but that man was certain. The dragon that sent them here was mad.
He sighed, standing up and joining them in the work. His eyes peeled for anyone in distress.
***
"Today, start the second meeting after the disaster. How is the situation." King Baltos said, sitting on his throne with his hand strapped with bandages. Even he didn't survive the attack without sustaining injuries.
CLACK! A woman in full plate armor approached, holding a scroll. "Top priority, we haven't found the person who sent the assassins after her ladyship Isdis. We haven't discovered any traces of Arad Orion either."
