Liu offered a grim nod. The Wendigo immediately went feral, systematically draining corpse after corpse. With every single carcass it devoured, the beast grew slightly larger, slightly darker, and significantly more terrifying.
But more importantly, with every corrupted meal, it became vastly more capable of holding a frontline that had been minutes away from completely shattering.
Back on the western flank, the princes desperately expanded their architecture.
They forced the crescent wall to grow significantly larger and vastly thicker. The towering barricade of hyper-compressed rock rapidly elevated, desperately trying to cage the fresh, overflowing tide spilling toward the civilian districts.
Julius poured raw bedrock into the foundational structure, while Victor and Arturo aggressively reinforced the outer plates, raising the defensive arc until it became a monolithic fortress, buying the physical space that the swarm's numbers demanded to take.
They held the line.
