Chapter 12: First Night Raid
Lucas stared at the formation of flying units approaching from the west with the glint of a predator’s eye that had found its prey. The Fifty Lords of the Alliance of Light had sent out an advance scout—fifty Griffin Riders flying in a perfect V-formation, their white armor gleaming even in the moonlight.
"They’ve sent out reconnaissance," Lucas said in a calculating tone. "They want to gauge the Night Crypt’s strength before the main assault."
Selena stood next to Lucas, her red eyes tracking the Griffin Riders’ movements with terrifying precision. "My King, should I finish them off now?"
Lucas held up a hand, signaling to wait. "No. Let them see what they want. And then..." he smiled in a way that made the air tremble. "We’ll show them that reconnaissance can be a suicide mission."
The Griffin Riders began to circle around the Night Crypt, clearly mapping the new defenses and structures. Lucas could see their leader—a man with more elaborate armor and a golden griffin—pointing to various locations as he spoke to his subordinates.
[System Alert]
Enemy reconnaissance detected
Recommended action: Eliminate or mislead
Current threat assessment: Low (Scout units only)
Projected enemy intelligence gain: High
Lucas read the notification with a dark satisfaction. "They will gain intelligence. But not the one they were hoping for."
He turned to Selena, eyes shining like the abyss. "Selena, I want you to give the Alliance of Light a demonstration. Show them what terror truly means."