In a land basin in the depths of the Undergod territory, there lay a massive city. Its walls were large, made from the finest stones, and its roads were paved just as magnificently as its gates were sturdy.
The atmosphere was befitting of a royal capital.
However, within the city today was a gloomy atmosphere, as those amongst the ordinary citizens closed their doors tight and awaited an impending fight.
The city was about to be besieged by an army of warlocks and humans.
"A natural basin is good for defense, but that's just about it. We can only defend." Atop the wall of the city, a tall man with fluttering robes stood, looking over the horizon at a slowly forming army.
The number of men was just astounding, encircling the entire capital. The city was built for defense, but could they really defend against this?
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