Duke took the binoculars and found a rock to use as cover.
Through the powerful magnification of the binoculars, the details atop the city wall became much clearer.
He could see the wary expressions of the soldiers, the cold gleam on the ballistae, and the faint light flowing through the energy patterns across the wall's surface.
This defensive line was indeed remarkably solid.
But just as Leonard had said, before a wizard's true power, this wall amounted to nothing.
As long as they were willing to pay the price, they could reduce the entire wall to rubble in an instant.
Duke recorded everything as instructed while quietly making his own assessment.
This defensive line might withstand low-intensity clashes and assaults by Corrupted Forms, but it could never stop the full-force attack of several Allied Legions.
The fall of Turus Territory was indeed only a matter of time.
Duke had not come this way last time. Instead, he had entered Turus Territory through a smuggling route.
After seeing this wall, he understood why Hawk had not recommended that he take the official route back then.
The border defenses of Turus Territory were extremely strict, and the inspections would certainly be thorough. It would be difficult to slip through unnoticed.
As for forcing his way through, that was even more nearly impossible. Such a defensive line was not something an individual could breach, at least not an ordinary Level 1 Wizard.
Thinking of this, Duke wondered how Hawk's caravan was doing now. He had not seen them at Goosepeak Fort.
Goosepeak Fort had dedicated dungeons. They had once been used by the Layton Family to imprison criminals, and the wizards captured from the Seventh Outpost had been held there.
Now, the dungeons had become a place for imprisoning natives of the Devourer