Chapter 492: Thunderous Roar
…Hollow Shade…The City Outskirts…
The Dusk Queen, Ophelia Thorn, watched from afar as her armies marched towards the city that rightfully belonged to her family. The shade wall had fallen, all that was left was to claim her prize.
Battalions had already been sent to the Northern, Western, and Southern Gates. But the gates served as a bottleneck, forcing them to battle in small numbers.
Messengers had told her that the Western Gate was still holding strong without any signs of breaking.
Word was that the Western Gate had been decimated by the dragonbanes and would soon be overrun by her men and yet even from here, Ophelia could see constant flashes of lightning above the gate. Try as her soldiers might, they weren’t breaking through.
Something felt off, especially after having witnessed the azure flames blooming into flowers in the night sky. Powerful archmages were near that gate. Had the dragonbanes just left the area in search of other prey?
“General Loch,” Ophelia called out to the masked drow standing next to her palanquin.
For many years Alwin Loch had served as her right-hand and most loyal servant. The azure fires that had seared his flesh a few weeks ago had not weakened that resolve, in fact, it had done quite the opposite.
Loch stepped forward and bowed. “Yes, Your Majesty?”