Markus's POV:
((A total of 30 men guarding the front gate and bridge, quite a party if I do say so myself…))
Memorizing the number of hostiles, their positions and mana level of every enemy who is close to him, Markus thought. He was currently behind cover with his [shade walk] activated to avoid being marked for death by the campers who are currently on top of the palace gate across the bridge from where he was.
((5 are situated on the top of the gate…that weapon they're holding…magic snipers, wow…they really did bring everybody for this one))
Gazing at the gate from across the bridge Markus squinted his eyes slightly.