RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE
The ground shook and every person inside the Wall realised it—
They were here.
Korvath ran out of the command post.
"Enemy in sight!"
A scout shouted. Korvath climbed the nearest ladder rung and looked. There, he saw them. They weren't close yet, still far enough that they looked like crawling dark lines over white land.
But…
There were too many lines.
Way too many.
All his life, Korvath had watched enemies march towards their walls, the Stonefangs, the Frostveins, the Ironbloods, different tribes attacked them at different points in time but…
Never once in his life had he faced an army this large.
All this while, the maximum number of warriors he had fought was about three hundred but today?
More than seven hundred enemies marched towards him, more than twice what he was used to and as Korvath saw it…
He couldn't help but feel… overwhelmed.
