By this time the grim realization had already settled over the Paladin commanders that Siterion would not be conquered in a day.
The 'Divine Hammer' had met an unexpected anvil.
The city had surprisingly survived the first day of the onslaught.
Inside Siterion, exhaustion was widespread among everyone—combatant and noncombatant alike.
However, despite that exhaustion, there was a fragile, exhilarating sense of triumph that began to spread.
They had held!
They had faced the feared Paladins of Light and survived the first day.
Aedric moved among the weary defenders, checking on them, praising them, and offering them words of encouragement in his hoarse but firm voice.
All the healing potions, salves, and herbs had been bought by the city already, sponsored by Aedric Dovanseer himself.
The richest person in the city had opened his coffer for the city after all.
And the effect was substantial.
