There were total of four huge holes in the Great Walls, which made the fortress was useless, the holes were the magical devices built, but right now, it was ruined.
Decratic stood not too far from it, his expression was ashen, while Kellan stood next to him, he didn't say anything, but would occasionally glance at him.
Other people saw Decratic as Alan, their king, even though they were a little bit confused with how young he looked, yet there was no one dare enough to question this, neither they dared to ask how prince Kellan, who had been crippled for a decade suddenly was able to walk again.
Some rumor said, it was because of the help of the current head of royal sorcerer…
Other warriors knelt before their king, trembling in fear because they failed to prevent this thing to happen.
"Kellan," Decratic called him, in which Kellan immediately came closer to him.
"Yes, my king."
