Zion followed, ascending with them, while Maxwell remained at the frontline, holding the line and providing support.
Without pause, Zion began issuing orders.
He quickly assessed the situation; one glance was enough to tell him this siege wasn't isolated. If the eastern wall looked like this, then the others were surely faring no better.
He deployed the remaining warriors, some to reinforce the eastern wall, others to scatter across the camp and support the most pressured points.
Then, after personally ensuring the mages would reach Archmage Elric, Zion made his decision.
He would move to the other walls.
Maxwell… would be enough to hold this one.
Just as Zion landed atop the wall, ready to move, his gaze caught a familiar figure waiting on the platform.
Addison.
