The man returned the solemn look, but it was even graver, "They have been dying, then then keep coming. Each night we lose something. Whether it's defenses or people. We can't hold out much longer." He let out a pained sigh and turned to look the wall, it was meager and partly broken, but it's lowest part was a good ten feet off the ground. "Wait, how did you even get in? The walls should be complete."

All around the two everyone was bustling with their arms full or occupied. The closer the sun got to setting, the more frantic they all become, moving faster to load make-shift weapons and weld plates onto the broke parts of the walls.