147 Poking at a nest of mysteries (1/2)
A few kilometers away from where Leilade was currently floating, another one of those huge fortified cities was currently bustling with activities. A group of soldiers heavily injured came back in a hurry to warn about an incoming attack of the undead. Even if it made many of the rookies shudder in fear, the more experienced veterans only looked at one direction to feel far more confident all of a sudden.
Sitting near a tree that had been burned a few years ago by thunder, a knight with a skull helmet was grinding his sword, unaffected by the ongoing frenzy. Looking at her weapon a few times, she returned to grinding it after noticing a few duller parts on it. This small island of peace was only perturbed after the arrival of a few other knights of Kirov. Raising her head at the newcomers, the knight did not have to wait for long before they explained why they came here.
”Team Leader, there are some ... unfortunate news about Martin.” Stiffening a bit after hearing the name of her son, she only stopped doing what she was doing. Preferring to announce the news as quickly as they could, the other knights looked like they were pitying her a bit. ”I am sorry, but he was part of the army that was destroyed near Archet. He had followed the gener ... I mean, the Hero Avirus.”
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Contrarily to what they expected, instead of crying, being angry or anything like that, the woman only began to laugh. Startled by that, they thought the sorrow had made her go mad, something they could partially understand. Why only partially? Because she was a knight of the order of Kirov. Every member of each families composing the Order was used to losing someone they held dear, for they were the last defender against the abomination that their former country had become.
”HAHAHAHA! And I thought it was something new. You guys are already days late. It's fine, you don't have to worry about me, my Martin is fine, besides being just a soldier.” Standing up, she patted the shoulder of one of the still confused knights. Picking up the letter from their very hands, she began to read it while nodding her head a bit. In the end, she created a small flame in her right hand, destroying it completely.
”Now, instead of worrying for me, you should worry about the attack that will arrive soon. Go wake everyone up. Pschiiiiit, go, go, I am fine.” Using her hand to get rid of the pesky subordinates that cared about her mental state, she sighed after they were gone. Picking up the short message she kept in one of her pockets, she read it again. Seeing the elegant writing of her brother, he was informing her that her son had miraculously escaped the massacre near the city of Archet.
Even now, she could hardly believe that something that claimed the lives of more than 50 thousands of good soldiers did not manage to kill her son. The only other survivor was Avirus, that only died later, after facing the Dark Gods. But even if she was still in disbelief, she trusted her brother that he would never lie to her. Even if he already had white hair, it did not mean he was senile. Besides the fact that he left the Order and became a tea merchant. Still lost in her thoughts, she did not notice the black spot in the sky that was different from those nightmares on wings. Neither did the other soldiers running around.
Gazing at the erratic movements of those humans, she wondered what was happening. Only after getting closer did she understood that the undead of Pankow were trying once more to attack Avenio. Because she hadn't seen any of them yet, she stopped going forward and searched for a place to have a good view of the incoming battle. After flying downward to hide inside a tree, she found a good branch to sit and relax. Not that she had a real body with real needs. But the habits of possessing a corporeal body were hard to lose in a few days.
DONG DONG DONG
The loud bells of the little town resonated, to warn all the civilians to hide as soon as possible. A few travelers that were in the vicinity, whether they were adventurers or something else either rushed toward the sound or flee in panic. After all, if the city was to fall, they would be trapped, but it did meant nothing could hunt them in the vast plains. But the very noisy sound did not only affected the local humans. Those birds that were beginning to retreat in front of Leilade suddenly returned to their positions, circling above the fresh meat that was moving on its two legs.
The next minutes, she could see the ramparts getting filled to the brink by soldiers. The only gate to enter as located at the opposite of the river, in the North. That way, the only thing the undead would be able to see was a tall wall with no opening whatsoever. There was barely less than 100 meters between the shore and the stones that composed those ramparts. Seeing this, Leilade couldn't help but lower her expectations by a notch. Between the vast immensity of the plains without any soldiers in sight and the obvious trap, whatever was trying to leave Pankow did not think about just walking around it.
A very familiar sound began to grow, warning the humans about the incoming attack. A few faces that were on the wall began to sigh in relief, as it was not as threatening as first expected. Merely a few thousands of skeletons, nothing else in sight. Even more fortunate, the undead did not seem to have any weapons, being the lowest of the lowest. Even if the numbers between the two forces were more or less the same, it was clear to see who would win in the end.