Wyverns circling the sky. A massive, eerie castle. An army of undead soldiers patrolling the main gate.
Yup. Classic Demon Lord's Castle.
We had chosen to strike at night to catch them off guard, but stealth was crucial.
The wyverns weren't just flying around for fun—they were living security cameras and alarm systems.
Rose had planned everything down to the last detail. She knew that a frontal assault would lead to our annihilation since the demon lord's army was naturally stronger than hers in terms of combat. So, over the past few years, she built an arena in her village and trained her people. Once mere spellcasters wielding curse magic, they were now warriors, swordsmen, and archers.
The key to winning any battle was a strong commander and solid communication. Fortunately, Rose's forces could all communicate via telepathy.
Except for me.