Fort Inferno was perfectly silent. Too silent for a fortress that had just faced a battle the day before and was currently anticipating another.
It was already sunset now and after a calm day, the report had just arrived. The evacuation of the lower district had begun.
Before the night was over, it would either go by peacefully or there would be a confrontation. And if there was, Neveah knew which side she would be on, it was not even a question.
Even so, a sinking feeling churned within her. It was hard to ignore the peculiarity of this situation, if anything went wrong and the dragons retaliated, it would be another annihilation.
But why exactly did the werewolves even come here? For what reason? Who led them? Why had they made no moves other than taking lower district hostage since they arrived? Not even Alessio or Lothaire would be so daring, and if they were, there should have been a demand made by now, and reports of a good number of deaths in the lower district.
