"Stay alert, but don't get overly tense. Days like this are something you'll be going through often in the future."
The officer named Salaro said this to a soldier who seemed to be a new recruit, patting his shoulder and shaking his hand, telling him not to be too nervous.
Alka simply followed quietly behind him.
To be honest, the officer named Salaro in front of him didn't look like he was preparing to defend against a Demon assault at all; he looked more like he was out for a casual stroll.
He wasn't nervous; in fact, he seemed rather relaxed and at ease.
Down below, Alka looked at the Demons at the foot of the wall.
Most of the Demons had skin the same as before, a dark red hue, but this time the types of Demons had become much more varied.
Yet it was hard to see any discipline in the Demon ranks: small, skinny imps, and big, burly brute Demons.
All kinds of mid-tier Demons and lesser Demons were everywhere.
