"Indeed, there is this risk, a substantial one, but..." Pannis's voice suddenly halted, and alongside Flare, his gaze swept over the room's door, plunging the room into silence. Moments later, the door was gently knocked, and Muir pushed it open to reenter. He quickly walked over to Flare, handed her a letter, nodded to the others, and then silently exited the room once more.
Flare paid no attention to Muir's departure, opened the letter, quickly read through it, sighed, and then carefully stored the letter away again. She spoke in a low voice, "Several pieces of news. First, the Undead are indeed constructing a fortress. The Bone Wall is already taking shape, and from outside the wall, it is now impossible to see any trace of the Undead's movements within. All that can be seen above the wall are groups of Undead patrolling back and forth as though it were a true fortress and army."
