Jorik stood on the rooftop of a building three blocks east of the survivor district, watching the city burn.
While so parts of the city were in fact on fire due to the Demon Lords tearing through church warehouses and igniting the stored chemicals within, it wasn't the actual fire that caused the destruction.
The destruction was different from that, as it was the destruction that ca from the seven portals he opened, spilling creatures from other worlds into the streets of a city that had already been on the edge of collapse before the church intervention.
From where he stood, Jorik could see three of the seven portals, and that was giving him an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.
The portals were doing what they were supposed to do. The creatures on the other side were hungry, and most importantly, they were strong enough to give both Reidar's summons and the Aegis Phalanx sothing to think about.
Two of his people stood behind him—Colt, who had survived the initial chaos because he had been running communications from a building the summons hadn't reached yet, and a woman nad Marlene, who was a level 340 mage and one of the few senior operatives still alive inside Kingsgate.
The rest of the church's command structure in the city was either dead or scattered. Reidar's army had been thorough, which was the problem.
In the span of less than an hour, the undead, the monsters, and the demons had dismantled months of careful work, killing hundreds of church mbers, seizing the warehouses, and destroying the safe houses that Jorik had spent weeks setting up.
It didn't surprise Jorik, as Reidar always achieved those kinds of results whenever he intervened sowhere.
"Report," Jorik said without turning around.
Colt stepped forward. He was breathing hard, which told Jorik that he had been running.
"The tunnel network is compromised," Colt said. "Reidar's summons found an entrance near the eastern side of the area. They're flooding the tunnels with so kind of acid-spitting insects. We also lost contact with everyone in a southern junction about fifteen minutes ago."
"How many of our people are still alive?" Jorik asked.
"Inside Kingsgate? Hard to say. Most of our people in the warehouses and safe houses are dead, and the ones in the tunnels are likely gone too." Colt paused.
"I'd guess sowhere between four and six thousand, scattered across the city. Most of them are hiding in civilian areas where the summons can't distinguish them from regular survivors."
Jorik nodded. That was the only advantage they had left. Reidar's army could kill church mbers when it was easy for them to identify them, but in the settlents, where hundreds of thousands of survivors lived and worked, picking out a few thousand mutated humans from a crowd was not simple, even with fifty thousand summons to do the job.
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