The night sky was pitch black, with only the starlight scattered across the night and the crescent moon providing faint illumination.
Tonight, the sky was filled with clouds.
From time to time, even the starlight and crescent moon would hide within them.
On the massive fortress walls below, there were many soldiers patrolling back and forth.
The torches around them illuminated their vision through the night.
The circle of hidden Runes buried around the fortress helped them detect any Undead attempting to cross during the night.
At this moment, the gate of the fortress opened.
Upon hearing the sound of the gate opening, the surrounding soldiers glanced towards the gate and then withdrew their gaze.
They had grown accustomed to it over the past few days.
The assistance that had arrived before was Kane and others. Like machines, tirelessly, there were always people outside hunting the Undead.
Counting the time, the hunting party tonight was about to set off.
