Three days.
That's how long Asmodeus gained thanks to Mephisto's delay.
No matter what caused it, he couldn't help but thank his luck. Paul and Simon reached Grigor the night before and sent a messenger crow telling him about the situation.
Thanks to three days of brutal training, the orcs, goblins and knights no longer looked horrible together, although not perfect or close to professionals. It was enough to protect the walls and fight back against possessed dolls.
"To think that old man is so supportive of me." Asmodeus grinned to himself atop the wall, watching the sun slowly rise. Avandar arranged his knights who could fight to reinforce him, not to remain in Grigor as defenders. "You must really love Alan..."
In denial, he didn't consider that the King also valued himself.
