"You monster… You are no better than the worshippers of Cleansing Undeviginti…" the Ersta'la cursed, the city center was currently crowded with the soldiers of Ir'Houwl, the few remaining livings, and many corpses.
He had agreed to sign her piece and paper, and yet, most of their already small numbers had been butchered, which included those who had taken residence in towns further away, the minor lord had had her troops attack every single one of them at the same time, taking control of all towns around, including those that weren't even populated at all, turning them in camps for her own usage.
The undead oases bloomed all over the place, expanding the reaches of their area of control in one fell swoop, just a few hours had been necessary to do it all, and by the time the number of suns increased, it was already too late for the locals, the empire was already done settling down.
