A massive hole burst open, chunks of stone crashing down into the tunnels below. From the darkness, shadows surged upward.
Zarnak was the first to emerge.
The Nephirid warrior landed with a crash, his runic spear dragging sparks across the ground. His sharp gaze turned toward Varnak and Malvek like a beast scenting blood.
Behind him, hundred of figures in armor streamed out of the hole. All of them were engraved with Vlontera symbol. Mixed species led by the Nephirid. Each one bore weapons enchanted with flame runes.
"Zarnak," Ben called out casually. "Try not to kill them too fast. Let them feel it."
Zarnak's response was to raise his spear and slam into the ground. The force shook the stone around them as he let out a roar that echoed through the streets.
He was very excited right now, not in his wildest dream he will ever have the change to do this. To attack
Varnak's eyes narrowed. "T'Zarek... you brought an army into Gravenhold?"
