Chapter 257: Gathered

Caerleon City

The morning was still young, and the cold air presents a temptation for many to fall back into the land of dreams. However, chaos had engulfed the southern gate of the city.

"We are under attack! The orcs are coming!" A rider shouted as he rode his horse as quickly as he could.

Tang! Tang! Tang!

The warning bell was sounded, and the city guards took up their weapons before gathering on top of the gate and walls. They pulled their bowstring taut and gripped their pikes tight, their eyes all focused towards the shades of figures in the distance approaching the city.

Right afterwards, a short, chubby elf ran towards the gate alongside a dark-skinned man and a female orc.

"Don't panic! Don't panic!" The fat elf shouted, authority lacing his voice, but it was clear he was panicking as his voice shuddered a bit. "We are more than prepared for this fight! We are!"