Durazzo under siege (2)

The morning before the first assault in Durazzo was bathed in an eerie tranquility, as though nature itself held its breath, acknowledging the gravity of the impending battle. The sun's golden rays gradually illuminated the city's ancient walls, casting long shadows that stretched like the city's defenders, reaching out to meet the approaching threat.

Within the city's protective embrace, the defenders had congregated upon the battlements and watchtowers. Their faces bore the indomitable spirit of resolve, illuminated by the soft morning light. Their armor, a patchwork of mismatched pieces, told a tale of preparation undertaken in haste, yet it symbolized their unwavering commitment to the city's defense. Each of them stood as a testament to the unity of purpose that had gripped Durazzo in the face of danger.