[Nightfall]
[The First Bastion]
As the hypnotic, calming nature of the night brushed its gentle embrace on the Ethisians, a feeling of reluctance and sloppiness began to corrupt their always-vigilant minds. For some reason, tonight, of all nights, felt more serene than the others. It was strange for most of them given that they had never experienced such peace and calmness before.
Even though many on the planet had dwelled on it for YEARS, they couldn't recall ever feeling this way. For that reason, when they came to learn of it, they chose to embrace and enjoy it rather than raise flags or concerns.
This sloppiness on their end was soon going to be the reason for their downfall because their enemies, the Granians, were far closer than they expected and to make matters more frightening, one of the four most dangerous Granian weapons was running in their walls.
*WHOOSH*
