"Don't waste your time crying." The Queen said from her dais. "We have until the day of the departure before the next cull. Only the strongest among us will be chosen and only because we can't trust the undead filth.
"We need enough mouths to protect ourselves but not enough to exhaust our limited resources before we build our new home. I know that I'm asking much of you, but it's the same sacrifice my husband just made.
"The same sacrifice I'll make as soon as a new and more worthy Queen is found for my son." She closed her eyes, sighing at the idea of leaving Xagra alone and burdened by the responsibility of ensuring the survival of the new colony.
"Here's my first order as Zelex's regent: live your lives at their fullest and make the best of what time we have left. I would also like to relieve you from your duty for today, but unfortunately, the undead know of our loss.
"This is the perfect moment to try and-" The sound of the alarm cut her short, quickly followed by a tremor so intense that the chandeliers swung from the ceiling and dust fell off.
"What the heck is going on?" Syrah cursed Glemos' name under her breath.
The dimensional compressing array blocked both dimensional magic and communication amulets. The only way to communicate long-distance inside Zelex was either by warg or magic flares.
Thanks to their bloodline ability to share anything with the members of their pack, warg could communicate with each other and relay messages even from a considerable distance.
It was the reason they were the only guards for the senate and the backbone of the city guard. Alas, both warg and Hati had been assembled to receive the regent's speech so the only way of communication left to the guards was colored flares.
The Queen rushed out of the building and took flight to observe the situation from above. Green, red, and violet arcing lights came from the south access of the city, their colors mixing together and painting Zelex like a bloody gangrenous wound.
'We are invaded and our assailants have collapsed the south tunnel!' The information spread through the mind link to all the warg and Hati below, yet despite their rigorous discipline they remained frozen in place.
'Is it really demons?' A young Hati asked while his heart pounded so hard in his chest that its furious beating was all he could hear.
Violet flares were supposed to be an inside joke between the monster tribes. A relic of their past superstition that their god Glemos had disproved time and time again. Yet they now lighted the city's sky and more kept being shot by the second.
'Only one way to find out. Leave an elite unit to protect the senate. Everyone else, with me!'
Seeing their Queen charge to battle and the strong feelings she shared with her pack snapped them out of it. The thought of demons wasn't so scary anymore. Only protecting their beloved city and tribes mattered.
The only silver lining in that situation was that the cull had yet to happen. There were still thousands of monsters ready to fight who had no qualms about throwing away their lives if it meant securing the future of their people.
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