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The surge of undead beasts have now completely overwhelmed the town's defenses. The valiant survivors of the 'Great Fire in the Capital' are the ones now holding the lines that is seperating the undead from the poor civilians who are desperately boarding any seaworthy vessel they could find.

Almost all of the original ships and refugees that have escaped from the Capital is at full maximun capacity, and adding a few thousand more from the local town population isn't going to cut it.

"FIRE!" a screaming order resonated from the narrow streets of the town.

A salvo of cannonballs then splashed through the wave of skeleton undead.

The crunching sound of bones could be heard all around the town as valiant soldiers slash anyone who dares to cross their defensive positions.

"WE'RE NOT GOING TO LAST LONG!" shouted one of the ground commanders.

His message were then relayed by the magic communicators to the Princess aboard the ironclad, Kilovgra.

"How is the evacuation General?" asked Princess
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