“What happened here?” Charlie was astounded when he arrived on the airship the next day.
“The Beast Wave hit last night.” Remian summarized.
They met at the half-built airport. There was a high deck for mooring airships, currently accessible either via a long ramp or a manually operated lift. At present, four Legion trainees were pushing at the wheel powering the lift which had two injured trainees on stretchers aboard. Next to the lift were eight more injured trainees in a row. Down below were four more and other people queued up with their crates for export, still waiting for their turn to use the lift.
“We need more lifts.” Charlie observed.
“We need a secure warehouse, so people with goods for export can bring them up here early.” Remian countered. “This airport currently only had three people on staff, and two of them work at the air traffic control lighthouse.”
All three were hired by Deutero, so Remian had little say over whether more c
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Kingdom of the Weak 42. Looking for Answers
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Kingdom of the Weak 43. Considerations
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Kingdom of the Weak 44. Smoke
This time, Remian thought, they were going to be ready. This time, for sure, they would stop the Beast Wave entirely. Things had gone well over the week. The dorm and the barracks were built; the Legion got their stone, and Remian got his wall. Four Guard Towers were raised, two to completion with Ballistae and Repeating Scorpions, and two just at Phase 1, but able to shelter archers and crossbowmen. When the day came for the Beast Wave to strike, Remian had a prepared force of forty mercenaries, a dozen Adventurers, and over thirty Legionnaires on guard while he himself went to greet another shipment of reinforcements coming in with the airship at lunch-time. As Charlie promised, they came early. “Any word from the scouts?” he asked Mandy, who stood at his side. “No sign of a signal fire. It seems the scouts haven’t spotted anything coming.” Mandy said. “I thought you said they usually didn’t attack until sunset. It’s high noon out here.” “Best to be wary. You never know, with th
Kingdom of the Weak 45. Unstoppable
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Kingdom of the Weak 46. The Fall of Frontier Town
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