Within the lush green forest cage, murderous intent lay hidden. The surrounding trees and vines seemed to have gained life, menacingly closing in on Simo and Allen, constantly lashing out and trying to ensnare them.
The two stood back-to-back. Slashing at the attacking vines with his dagger, Allen asked in a low voice, "What do we do now?"
The Tree-men alone wouldn't be able to hold them for long, of course. The real question was, how much longer could Storm Fortress hold out?
A rebellion was underway at the fortress, and its four Magic Towers had already been disabled. Dealing with the surging tide of demons was hard enough, to say nothing of the disciplined Demon Legion steadily advancing on their position.
To be honest, he didn't think the leaderless Knights of the Barnes Clan could hold them off for long.
Of course, it wasn't as if they were completely out of danger themselves.
