The clouds grew thicker, and the sky darkened. The scent of sulfur smoke drifted in the wind, as the Chief Divine's flag fluttered atop the city walls. Balda, leading over a thousand Imperial Guard Warriors, drove the third wave into the city, encountering almost no resistance.
"Huh? The militias defending the city should be several thousand strong. Where have they all gone?"
Dressed in copper armor and brandishing a copper spear, Balda surveyed the city, seeing only a deathly silence. It seemed that beyond the city walls, no trace of the defending army remained, nor the usual large militia groups seen during past sieges. Without pausing, he led the large group of Imperial Guards past low, deserted huts and desolate, quiet stone houses, finally reaching the first strategic location, the main warehouse of White Snake City.
