"Speak," Lyra'xis said as she wiped blood from her blade with a cloth she kept strapped to her belt.
"Our sensors are detecting large-scale movement from outside the city. Multiple signatures are converging on Kingsgate from every direction."
Lyra'xis stopped. "Clarify. Portal monsters or native threats?"
"Neither," Torr'vin said. "It's the monsters that rushed in from the portals the Church opened a while ago. They are the monsters that had been circling the city for the past months—the ones we have been managing through diversion operations. They are all moving toward Kingsgate. Every group. Every pack. Level 400 to 450 creatures from the forest, and the larger predators we've been keeping at a distance through the lure operations. All of them."
Lyra'xis's mandibles clicked. "The World Carver Behemoth?"
"All of them, Legate, including the monster. The estimated time before the first groups reach the city walls is between five and ten minutes."
