***
Amon's eyes widened at the scene displayed before him.
There was only one word that came to his mind.
Catastrophic.
***
(1 Hour Earlier)
The shadows cast by the trees around the infirmary suddenly molded and started to take form.
Slowly, the form of a solid human took shape.
Then, the shadows fell, revealing the full form of the person inside the shadow.
Light steps were heard from the shadows, as a man walked out of the tree's shadows.
Arthur came to stand in front of the infirmary's entrance.
The soldiers belonging to the group had already been slaughtered by his shadows.
One of his most prestigious shadows, Igor, came before him and knelt on one knee.
[Greetings milord, we have cleared the area perfectly before your arrival. However, we cannot proceed through the barrier on our own.]
Arthur nodded.
'It's fine Igor. You can stand up and patrol the area around with the other shadows.'