Third Person's POV
In the middle of the night, where soldiers were recovering from their wounds and the crown prince was throwing an obnoxious party for collecting so many heads, a howl pierced the air. It was hard to become alert since most were drunk or weak but one man drew his sword; General Reed.
“Get his highness to safety, Camilla. I fear they might be too close”
Using her wires to lessen his weight, Camilla carried Prince Kron into his tent where he would be safer, putting ten sober soldiers around to guard him, most of which were from the Western Fortress. The rest were with General Reed since they were more equipped in fighting against the beasts.
“How did they sneak past the guards?! They can pop out at any moment!”
“In that case, you should go back, your majesty. We’ll ha
