CHAPTER 967
Footsteps that sounded like loud drums being beaten rolled over the entire terrain, resonating so deeply that even the evacuated civilians and those located terribly far away from the walls could hear the rhythm.
Fear coursed through their veins upon hearing the sheer volume of boots charging toward their territory.
Some civilians who were still relatively close to the walls glanced at each other, their whispers filled with dread.
— You know, this never happened under Orion's rule.
— Yes. The moment you fools gave the reins of the faction to a kid, war comes knocking at our doorstep.
— This is bullshit. Can you hear the number of footsteps? I doubt that they are even close by yet.
— We—we are all going to die.
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Oblivious to the fear and panic spreading through the masses, the Dawn forces looked ahead with seemingly calm gazes.
Outwardly, they appeared composed, but inwardly, they were anything but tranquil.
