A few more days passed just like that. The atmosphere in the encampment of the Steel Horde was turning more and more tense. It was as if dark clouds were gathering above it. The supply situation was growing more dire as the old provisions were consumed, while the new ones never arrived.
There were rumors that the War Maiden's wraith continued to attack the smaller supply caravans, but Effie had no way of knowing if Jet was truly continuing her sabotage campaign or if the soldiers were simply frightened and telling tall tales.
Azarax was steadily preparing to launch another assault on the Stone Castle — this one, he meant to make the final one. He was unhappy with the supply shortage as well, and, feeling the plummeting mood of the soldiers, knew that the best way to turn the situation around and keep his fearsome reputation as spotless as possible was to end the siege sooner rather than later.
