Aetheric Waste III

Aiden looked at Kaelith. "How quickly can your people set traps and ambush points in the surrounding terrain?"

Kaelith smirked. "Give us a day, and we'll turn the Highlands into a nightmare for anyone foolish enough to march through."

"Good," Aiden said, then turned to Thalric. "Can your people spare any heavy weapons? Siege breakers, ballistae, anything?"

Thalric scratched his beard thoughtfully. "We've got a few hidden caches. They're not exactly in pristine condition, but they'll do the job."

"Get them ready," Aiden ordered. "Rick, you'll oversee the fortifications. Myne, I need your scouts watching every approach. If the Abyss moves, I want to know about it before they do."

Myne gave a mock salute. "On it, boss."