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The entire highland stronghold was like a steel giant beast that had been thoroughly awakened, tensing all its muscles, ready for battle.
Meanwhile, one piece of bad news after another arrived.
"Report! Fifth outpost confirmed lost contact!"
"Report! Fourth outpost confirmed lost contact!"
...
The air in the stronghold seemed to solidify, and each message brought by the messenger intensified the oppressive silence.
The voice of the messenger even began to tremble slightly, uncontrollably.
Though no one had yet seen the specific form of the attacking enemy, the periodic news of the outer outposts falling brought an invisible psychological pressure.
It's as if an unseen, incredibly terrifying giant beast was lurking in the inky night's darkness, silently moving and gradually revealing its fierce claws and fangs, stepping closer toward the Quenching Highlands, ready to devour.
