Underneath the dark skies and hidden in the fog that was being cleared up by the heat of the brimstones raining down on Greenrock's walls were thousands of tall soldiers with tower shields marching towards the walls.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Large brimstones flew over their heads and caused destruction, which they beheld with their eyes but remained emotionless to.
Meanwhile, in the lord's castle, a man clad in green night robes walked through the hallway with rapid steps.
Behind him were some officials and his guards.
"We need to inform the count, my lord." An official said to Viscount Syria.
The viscount turned his head towards the man. "For what reason? A casual attack?"
"C… casual! They have siege weapons." The man struggled not to raise his tone, which would mean sounding rude to his superior.
"Siege weapons—?"
Boom!
