Soren looked at the continuously rolling messages on the tactical plate's table with an ashen face. Streams of information were teleported back and presented in front of him. The more Soren saw, the more furious he became.

The defensive line of the camp was almost broken.

Half an hour ago, Soren did not receive any messages from the sentry and had instead sent people to investigate. Ten minutes later, the pale-faced scout reported the bad news to Suo Suo. Four ...