Oakdale was the best place for Aleric to grow his army before the ever-ticking countdown of the king's gathering forces would hit him.
Without this city, Aleric's further plans for conquest would be thrown in disarray. Not only would he lose most of the local resources, even the bodies would become half-unusable because of the fire damage.
Aleric could be even forced into hiding again…
'Never!'
"Samuel, send forces to extinguish or isolate the fire—immediately," Aleric ordered as more arrows flew into the city.
His fist skeletons had just climbed the walls. Like the fodder they were, were quickly thrown back, but there were more coming. The defenders of the wall grew in urgency, and some burning arrows began flying into the undead instead of the city. But there were still too many!
Then, Aleric raised the Spine Staff, gathering magic power. The distance to the countess was short enough that he could kill her with a Pain spell reliably…
