Then, a large shadow appeared on the wall.
"Bjorn!"
Lugues's mouth hung open in astonishment. Not only Bjorn but also soldiers in unfamiliar uniforms appeared on the fortress walls.
"The fortress has truly fallen."
There was no longer any room to deny it. The fortress had indeed been captured. His mind swirled with questions of how this could have happened. Even if he had left only a minimal force, it should have taken ten times Bjorn's forces to mount a successful siege. But Bjorn's army shouldn't have had nearly enough soldiers.
"My lord… my lord!" His knight snapped him out of his daze. The knight, looking distraught, spoke urgently.
"My lord, the fortress has been captured. We must retreat."
"Retreat? Where are we supposed to go?"
"We need to regroup with the soldiers in the dungeon. If we linger here, they may come out to attack you."
"Haha…"
