Chapter 501: Mist & Blood
From her palanquin, Queen Ophelia Thorn watched chaos unfold in the backlines of her army. A few hundred drow soldiers hurried to form a line behind the trebuchets and engineers as frost-mist crept over the hills and swept them up in its thick fog.
Agonizing and terrified screams could be heard from inside the mist but they were quickly silenced one by one. All around, Undergrowth commanders were ordering thousands of soldiers towards the mist.
A sick feeling turned Ophelia’s stomach. There was something terribly wrong about that mist. She stepped out of her palanquin and gripped one of her generals by the scruff of his neck, “Why are they all rushing into the fog!?”
“A b-battalion was caught in the mist,” the general stammered.
“So you’d send several more battalions!? Are you mad!? We don’t know what is even in there!”
“But your majesty, we must support our men and protect the trebuchets.”
“By going into the mist? You imbecile!”
The general bowed, “With all due respect, my queen, no matter what reinforcements have come to Hollow Shade’s aid, no matter what spells they’ve conjured to create such thick fog, our forces are the most elite in all the Realm. We will not lose.”
“Pull our men back. Prepare the archers to fire immediately!” Ophelia snapped.