Even with outdated walls, the terrain made it easy to defend and hard to attack. Whoever built it had known what they were doing.
Smoke rose from chimneys inside the town. He could see people moving along the walls, guards most likely. Not heavily armored like city soldiers, but armed enough. Spears. Bows.
Normal.
Ordinary.
Aiden stared at the town quietly, calculating.
"Looks like I just found a place to build my home," he said under his breath.
The thought came naturally.
A base.
A place to gather strength.
A place where he wouldn't have to keep hiding in forests and caves.
His expression darkened slightly.
If they found out what he was… if they saw him summon undead in the open… they would react the same way Breim City did.
Charging into a guarded town blindly would be suicide. Even if the walls were old, there were still watchmen. There could be ten body tempering practitioner inside.
He needed information first.
