His eyes scanned the formation ahead.
There, a weaker section near the left wall.
"Break through," he ordered.
Undead Vayne and Bonefist charged together, smashing into the shield line with brutal force. The formation wavered.
Aiden pushed forward behind them, and he broke through.
The moment the shield wall collapsed on the left side, he slipped past the fallen guards and sprinted into the main street. Behind him, his undead clashed violently with the city forces, buying him seconds he desperately needed.
But it wasn't over.
Not even close.
The moment he reached the open road, horns began to blare from the watchtowers.
Deep. Urgent.
More torches lit up ahead.
Another group of people poured into the street from the next intersection. Practitioners mixed among them. Body Tempering practitioners. Veteran fighters. Even mercenaries he recognized from the underground circles.
It felt like the entire city had been mobilized.
"They're sealing the northern route!"
