"Enough! We are getting slaughtered out here! Are the weapons ready? Are they operational?!" the city lord hit a stone brick making up the wall he stood upon, although he could not tell what was going on inside of the smog, he was certain that it was either on par, or worse than what he could see elsewhere.
The soldiers were brave and plentiful, but was not enough, the enemies were even more numerous, and emboldened by sheer fanaticism, it was questionable whether they were even thinking straight as they charged into the melee without regard to their own safety.
As for the dragon, it was struggling to even keep itself alive currently, it simply couldn't find any time to attack at all.
"Sir! The weapons are mostly ready and operational, only a handful are still being assembled!" a nearby knight replied earnestly.
