As the snow thickened and the icy winds howled, the dark beast tides descended without warning.
"This is the second wave of dark creatures, isn't it?" Orion asked, his voice calm as he stood atop the southern city wall, draped in a heavy fur cloak. His gaze was fixed on the bloodline warriors battling the dark creatures outside the city.
"Yes, the second wave. Their numbers are around five hundred," Delilah replied, standing close behind him. Though she wasn't directly involved in the fighting, she was well-informed about the situation.
"Stay vigilant. Last year, that Dark Butterfly left us with a threat. Who knows if it'll return to attack us again?" Orion's mention of the Dark Butterfly made Delilah's brows furrow slightly.
