It cut through the air like a sword made of gleaming silver stones dulled with age. The walls surrounding it were crumbling, and the inner space was overrun with trees.
Unlike the other fortress, there was only the main building; every other space was built underground.
But that wasn't all that caught and held Atrox's eyes. It was the ruin that sprawled in front of it, a ruin in the form of a hut-like building made of wood with a straw roof.
That wasn't all. Around the ruin were three gleaming dark brown portals that swirled gently. The area around them felt heavy and oppressive.
Before the Tower even got close to the fortress, monsters began to pour out of the forest, and the portals swirled faster as more monsters emerged.
Leojan's voice echoed all around them as he spoke. "Most of the monsters it's sending out now are runts. We will head to the fortress and will not engage until it's ready to."