⁜ Asran POV
Asran stood silently, watching as Hod and his initial charge failed; he cursed King Stiger for not telling him the truth.
'I don't understand; how does such an old human have such power!? To fight Hod, the strongest cyclops, to death in minutes!'
Now wasn't the time to curse—Asran ordered his primary force to prepare for tomorrow's siege. Many of the undead who cast the magic from earlier mixed in with the orcs and other monsters.
Asran felt troubled because if the human, Garret Fenix, reached him... Even with his magic, that human would crush him with sheer power.
Asran looked towards Lyndwrym Fort and saw Garret Fenix and his remaining knights return to the fortress as night set in—Asran felt uneasy from sensing Garret's dense magic power.
'Hod died so easily...'
