A massive Cyclop sat slumped before the castle gate, his bast resting against the fortified, robust wall, and arms folded as he snored in deep, unbothered sleep. This was Dargena City—the capital, the beating heart of the Clarentium Empire.
Surrounding it was the Humming Damned Forest, where cursed monsters acted as a defensive layer.
Inside, sentries from the other vassals of the empire also contributed to securing the city even more.
Along with the castle's protective enchantments ever active, there was no reason to fear.
Nothing ever dared to happen here.
Just like the heart of other major Supernatural races, this city was also a fortification.
At the very least, if something were to happen, the Cyclop was sure that there would be enough time for it to react.
But tonight was different.
Rumble!
Ugrok snapped its eye open and grabbed the massive, armored club placed beside it.
