"What?" Lance asked again. He had heard the mage perfectly well, but the term Night Walkers meant nothing to him.
"I've only heard stories about them," the mage replied, his voice tight. "But from what I'm seeing now… they match the descriptions, and maybe, even worse. We can't fight these creatures."
"All we can do is wait for dawn and hope they leave on their own. Until then, the mages must focus entirely on maintaining the barrier. Fortunately, the barrier was imbued with light-based magic; otherwise, it wouldn't be able to hold them back, and we'd all be slaughtered."
He shuddered, refusing to imagine the fate of the guards who had gone outside. He could already guess.
Right now, his only hope was that no one on their side would be foolish enough to interfere with the mages sustaining the barrier, or, worse, run outside. If everyone stayed put, perhaps they could survive until the Princess and the others returned.
