Luc and others remained frozen in place after several seconds of Caleb flying away. The high-tiered exchange they just 'witnessed' was beyond their means.
With the fort destroyed and the mountain pass mostly sealed off from the flowing lava, they could only return to their land.
"Luc…" One of the men called. "We need to go find the Commanders."
"Right," Luc was pulled out of his thoughts, turning to face the hundreds of men awaiting instructions.
"We'll be splitting into our squads to go find the commander and the vice-commanders. Anyone who finds them should contact me immediately."
"Yes!"
Soon, the men were breaking into their squads and running off in search of their leaders.
The night was still going strong. However, there would be no rest for anyone. Things had taken a bad turn for the Growian forces.
For the squads being led towards the newly unearthed dungeon, they were unaware of what had truly transpired, as they only caught glimpses of loud explosions in the skies.
