Time quietly passed, and the night slowly took over.
"They should be launching their attack tomorrow."
Benjamin and a few mages stood on the north city gate, watching the camp of the royal army from a distance. The moon was not visible tonight, and as time elapsed, the lights in the camp went out one by one, quickly becoming one with the dark night. They could see the patrolling soldiers around the camp; the royal army looked extremely cautious.
However, the Black Nightmare Army was also well prepared. Benjamin was very thankful that the enemy had not mobilized their attacks today. Otherwise, they would have had to receive the invasion in an extremely hasty manner.
"Be prepared at all times, the enemy might attack at any moment," he spoke slowly. "We know nothing about the situation of the enemy's camp. Who knows what kind of battle plan they might have."
Hearing that, Morris frowned, "Have the spies we sent in the evening discovered anything?"
