Up and all along the wall were countless defenders, anxiously waiting for whatever they were invited here for. It was a tense scene, especially knowing many of them had been taken away from defending other sides of the city, which were by no means free of assault. With only a few people left to defend the other sides, there was no doubt that whyever they were here had to be of extreme importance. Coupled with the recent news of many of the mercenaries deserting the defense force, the situation painted a rather bleak picture.By the time the people had gathered, the two hour mark already passed. And off in the distance, they spotted the infamous Freddy Cliff.For many, this was the first time they were seeing him in person. While he’d been too preoccupied with everything to notice, his reputation had grown even more unwieldy, with tales of his accomplishments out in the wild spreading like a plague, with many believing it was nothing but propaganda.From how long he spent fighting, to the number of things he killed, to the shambling giant he’d taken out with a single javelin thrown from miles away—it was simply too fantastical to be true, and yet, the rumors were too loud and flashy to be ignored. Regardless of what they might think, even the greatest of skeptics kept their mouths shut at the sight of him. Walking slowly across the plains in his half-white, half-black armor, carrying his massive executioner sword slung over his shoulder, he was followed by the black-clad Emily Umbra, another figure that might as well be a legend to the average defender. She skipped along beside him, her well-honed vision revealing the looks (...)