Reidar watched the man's expression tighten. "Is something wrong?"
Martin let out a heavy sigh, rubbing the back of his neck. "You saw what happened here today. That wasn't some random attack. It's been like this for weeks. The Maulers hit us almost daily, sometimes twice if we're unlucky. We've held them off, barely. But today..." He gestured toward the shattered section of wall where defenders were already stacking fresh timber. "Today they broke through. First time that's happened. We lost good people before you showed up."
He fixed Reidar with a grim look. "That breach changes everything, because we would need to put people there to stop the monsters from entering. We're running low on fighters who can stand against level 30 creatures. Every day we lose people, or they get injured."
"It must not be easy for your healers."
