The western Glade was very different from theirs, for starters the houses they had here were built into and against trees. There was no set path, however the roads through the trees from one house to the other was well maintained…. Or it was. Blood stained the road as bodies littered the way, Cole had no idea why they had not respawned yet, but there was barely any time for thinking.
While he could still hear the voices of a few survivors And those who had come from the other Glades in order to stop the darkling incursion from here and gain the qualifications to become Lord of the valley. But the entire Glade was filled to the brim with darklings, hundreds of thousands of them. The entire place was packed from the ground to the sky, it was almost as if the Glade was filled to the point of bursting, Neral looked up at Cole and asked.