The shadows of war loom over Red Stone City.
At dusk, Nova stands on the city wall, able to see the smoke rising from the distant Demon Race camp.
On the other side, he can see a long line of people fleeing from the city.
Even if only a detachment of the Demon Race is coming, the supposedly easy-to-defend but hard-to-attack Earthpeak Fortress couldn't last two days; no one thinks Red Stone City will fare any better than Earthpeak Fortress.
Nova is also uneasy.
"Found out." A lazy voice comes from the shadows, Night Owl appears at the corner of the wall at some unknown time, stretching his slender body not so elegantly, "Leading them is Xenophon, that pig-headed Duke."
"Xenophon!" Hearing this name, Nova's eyes slightly brighten!
"Hey, hey, you aren't still thinking about that decapitation plan, are you?" Night Owl raises an eyebrow, "That's not Palace Level, it's a Duke! Have you stuck too many Demon Crystals in yourself like the old man and ruined your brain?"
