Several days had passed since the slaughter at the forest border, where packs of hungry savage monsters had instead ended up as valuable material and logistics supplies for the Nocture fleet. On the coast of the Chimera Continent, the scenery had changed drastically from a barren beach into a sturdy and intimidating military base. Construction of this coastal base had been carried out without rest, day and night, by the undead, Dwarves, Elves, and Beastkin. Because the undead never knew fatigue, the main defensive structures already stood tall, cutting across the shoreline.
