Klaus had just familiarized himself with the surroundings when a shrill siren rang out, its piercing wail echoed across the hard stone of the fortress.
A sudden chaos broke out among the army stationed on the fort.
The soldiers, who were previously in organized formations, now moved in a frantic manner.
Their discipline, which had been so apparent moments ago, was replaced by a visible feeling of panic, their faces were etched with fear as they prepared for the upcoming battle.
A man in heavy armor, a young captain of the guard, rushed towards Caesar, the army general who had earlier kneeled in front of him.
The general's face was etched with the weight of leadership; his muscular form was tense looking at the approaching captain.
"General, the enemy is approaching at a very fast pace!" the captain declared in a loud, strained voice.
"Their army is full of A- and B-ranked monsters, and the first general of the Demon King's forces is leading this time."
