"Captain... am... am I seeing things?"
The Novice Knight who had been yawning just moments ago suddenly rubbed his eyes, his voice filled with the disbelief of someone who had seen a ghost.
The knight captain's hand jerked too, and the water flask he held almost fell to the ground.
He stared fixedly at Fog Town ahead, his eyes wider than brass bells!
Indeed, Fog Town did somewhat resemble the war-ravaged scene they had imagined.
Large stretches of the outer walls had collapsed, and many stone buildings had been reduced to charred ruins.
They could even see townsfolk in coarse linen clothes busily clearing debris from the streets and repairing damaged houses.
They had been prepared for this devastation.
After all, a town swept through by an army of Cultists would have been lucky to have a few intact bricks left.
But...
What these Winterhold knights could not comprehend was this!
Above those shattered ruins, a Deity Barrier glowing with an eerie blue light stood like an inverted dome!!!
"How... how the fuck is that possible?"
The knight captain cried out from horseback, unable to contain himself.
Fog Town... had actually held out?
That was even more absurd than pigs flying!
There had been over a hundred fully armed Cultists!
Their leader was supposedly a second-tier priest, and they had even brought plenty of Mutants!
Against a siege force of that caliber, even a regular knight squad dispatched from Winterhold could not have guaranteed a successful defense!
And yet?
A backwater town that could not even muster a regular Knight Order squad, kept alive by a dying wild deity.
Not only had it escaped being massacred, but it had even miraculously stabilized its barrier?
"Were those fucking Cultists all useless idiots?!"
One Novice Knight roared in fury, "Several hundred men