The guard turns out to be the familiar Hymal.
- The Haranian attack, - he explained, - one of the lords, Zezillion Bakartados, a master of air magic, teleported here, bypassing the front lines, along with a cloud of his undead.
- That's what it is. And I told you, I told you about air defense... - repeating himself for the second time that day, he thought that sometimes it's probably better to stay silent. - And apparently, even yesterday's storm didn't wake me up. What's the situation now? Did we deal with this Billion? Or did he escape?