Meanwhile, off the eastern coast of Grigor, a massive array of stone walls, wooden pillars and cannons appeared along the high coastline overlooking the ocean below.
"More! Give it a heave!"
A group of demon warriors carried massive planks of wood in piles of ten on their shoulders while running up the battlement walls.
Along with the cannons, there were two massive weapons resembling Balistae, or harpoon launchers. Each is several metres high, with tightly wound metal fibres and countless men working on it.
"Hurrae it up, you lazy bastards!" A small dwarven woman with striking ginger hair shouted at the demon knights, while beside her, an older dwarf rubbed the back of his head.
"Y-Yes Ma'am!" The poor demon warriors shouted back, redoubling their efforts under the watchful eyes of their dwarven taskmaster.
"L-Lun... can't you tone it down a bit?" Logan tried to calm his lover.
