"Everyone is assembling. You might want to consume the elixir and clean up before arriving. Good luck." Liam wished the dark elf and continued to walk out of the garrison, heading to the main square.
The entirety of the garrison's manpower had gathered here. It was a sight to behold!
Numerous demons of various shapes and sizes all stood in perfect order and discipline. They might be brutes and bloodthirsty fighters but their military game was top tier.
Liam was amazed at this scene. In his past life, even when it mattered, their people couldn't do this small thing, but here just a small garrison was so organized.
Perhaps if they had also stood united, at least that once, they wouldn't have lost very badly and millions of lives wouldn't have been wiped off of the face of the earth.
Just the thought of that memory made Liam shudder.
