IF it Bleeds, IT DIES!

"Shit, I don't know if I should take this as a good or bad sign. It's good that the war is about to end soon, but increase in difficulty? Man, that's gonna suck." Dave mumbled to himself as he was going back to the throne room.

"Samael," Dave called. The man in black leather showed up right next to him. He was not a ghoul or able to use any magic but it still surprised Dave at how this man could appear out of nowhere.

"Yes, your majesty."

"I want you to further fortify the city, inside out. Put more traps, plants kegs inside the houses and on the streets, and fortify the palace walls with archers. I have a feeling that tomorrow, the Vinlandians will be able to break through our gates."

Samael went silent for a moment. He felt Dave's nervousness and said, "Worry not your majesty, we shall do our best to save Arotsa."

"Thanks, Samael. Now go, do as I told."

"Yes, your majesty." Samael disappeared.