Within the gates of the dwarven city, soldiers were gathering at the ready, lured outside by the thunderous sound of marching from beyond the walls.
All of the women and children had already been evacuated to a bunker beneath the military base, making the city empty aside from those who were capable of fighting.
A secure defensive line had formed in front of the gates to the city, their weapons trained and focused solely on the inevitable confrontation.
Suddenly, a loud and repeated banging was heard as a supposedly large object bashed into the front gate.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
With every strike against the structure, it became more and more unstable until a gust of wind could have blown it down.
BANG!!
The wooden gates were shattered into pieces, and an enormous grey wolf burst through the wreckage.