"Everyone, prepare yourselves, meditate, or something. The drawbridge is about to open any time now, and when I give the order, we charge."
As much as Caleb wanted to position the Egress Army as close to the drawbridge as possible, it would be impossible with their numbers.
Chances are, they would be forced to fight the wraiths instead, which was definitely not ideal.
He chose to lose a few minutes instead, hiding the Damnedling Army farther away.
Of course, it was impossible to be in formation at this time, so they would have to arrange themselves while crossing the bridge later.
Lesha sighed.
"What the hell was that speech? Gods…you're bad."
But Caleb only ignored her, snorting in displeasure as he turned to look at Daru.
Some distance away, the unassuming celebrity was doing weird stuff again, posturing like a bodybuilder over and over.
Perhaps something finally snapped in that strange brain of his.
