The beast tide continued its relentless assault on Blackstone City, and the fires of war burned without pause.
Orion sat in the chieftain's tent, listening to the reports brought by the succubus scouts from various sections of the city walls. His mood was heavy.
The droppings left by the broadskull ravens had yet to be fully cleaned up, and it was clear that the plague had likely begun to spread, though it had not yet erupted.
At the same time, the battles along the city walls remained stable, with the beast tide failing to breach the defenses. This eased Orion's worries somewhat.
Taking a deep breath, Orion allowed a fatigued expression to cross his face before closing his eyes, pretending to rest.
The exhaustion was a deliberate act, meant to discourage his subordinates from disturbing him.
In reality, Orion had entered the Survivor's Platform.
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