Frey arrived outside the city walls with the emerging troops, standing in front of a glittering array of Guardians. Behind them, a tide of black shadows, composed of the beast horde, tried to assail the sanctity of Lokarot.
At the very front were the sprinting black beasts. Within the vast black horde, it was hard to distinguish between monsters and Witches. But in reality, just like a flock, each group would have a shepherd hidden among them. Compared to the densely packed beasts that seemed as vast as the sea, the limited number of Guardians formed but a thin line that appeared almost as laughable as the city walls behind them.
Yet the wall of a glass filled with water is only a thin layer too.
