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Eureka looked in the direction that the voice had called. "Look, I have no clue who put this otherworldly idea in your head, but I can't correct you right now. I must head to the Rammas Echor. If we can hold there for long enough, we'll be on very solid footing." He then vanished in a flash of purple.

Meanwhile, on the Rammas Echor...

Eureka appeared immediately next to the lieutenant in charge of the archers defending the wall. "Is everyone either in their stations in the fields or in the city?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good." Eureka sidled up to the front of the archers and notched his bow. "ALL FIRE ON MY COMMAND! READY!" The archers notched their bows. "AIM!" The archers took aim. "...FIRE!"

The archers on the outer wall darkened the sky in a wave of arrows. The first wave of undead collapsed.

"FIRE THE SECOND VOLLEY!" Another wave of arrows flew to meet the walking dead.

"FIRE AT WILL! WE MUST HOLD THE RAMMAS ECHOR AT ALL COSTS!"