"Unbelievable."
On a snow-covered white slope, Yorndaren couldn't help but marvel at the small town below.
In the town at the base of the slope, lights flickered. With some night vision, one could spot the wooden walls surrounding the town.
As they approached, they found traces of battles and signs of human life and activity.
"We haven't reached the city, have we? How did a town like this survive? How is it possible?"
Vier was somewhat surprised.
All the good news on the communication channel and the surviving forces were almost without exception hanging on with solid fortresses and city walls.
Or they had already fallen and were relying on a few people and rats to fight guerilla warfare.
A settlement like this surviving as a town was truly astonishing because it was just a town without any means to resist.
You couldn't expect these wooden walls to hold back the rats; they could easily gnaw and dig, turning these defenses into rubbish.
