Mel, Zura, Athene, and Caroline gathered with the rest of the adventurers and soldiers at Telvan's walls.
They stood in a tense line, staring out at the horizon where the Fiends were approaching.
The creatures were massive lumps of abominable flesh, moving slowly but steadily toward the city. It was like a scene out of a nightmare, but one that was not unfamiliar to Mel.
[We fought against worse back at Garriden, didn't we? It'll be the same this time.]
She wasn't too sure she believed those words but she said them to herself nonetheless.
"Looks like we're about to get into a hell of a fight," Zura said casually, her eyes fixed on the approaching horrors.
"Seems like it," Mel quietly replied. She didn't have much else to say.
Suddenly, she felt Zura's hand slip into hers.
Mel flinched. Zura squeezed a little.
Then, Zura leaned in close, her lips brushing against Mel's ear as she whispered: