The kingdom that Riverdale had targeted fell within a single day.
The defenses of the small kingdom were weak, and the speed of the attack had left them with no chance to mount a proper resistance.
The nine pseudo-transcendent led by Necrolord cut through the defenders without pause.
By the time the Riverdale army reached the palace, the walls were already crumbling, and soldiers had dropped their weapons in surrender.
The king of the small kingdom was dragged out from his palace. He was a plump man, dressed in royal clothing that seemed more comical than regal.
His face showed no courage. The Necrolord said nothing, raised his scythe, and beheaded him in one clean strike.
The head rolled onto the blood-stained stones, and with that single act, the invasion was complete. Riverdale had claimed its first victory outside its borders.
The citizens were left alone.
