There were thousands of black warhorses and black robed knights in St. Sarl City. At last, they had arrived at St. Sarl City at dawn. Each of their gazes were ice cold, without any trace of emotion. Even the breaths of the horses seemed to have traces of the darkness of the magma of Hell.
As soon as the sun appeared on the horizon, an enormous pressure wrapped around St. Sarl City. A heavy scent of blood seemed to have floated into St. Sarl City from miles away.
Within St. Sarl City, the preparations for battle were long complete. As soon as the Owl Knights were spotted on the horizon, the alarms in the city were sounded.
No one had slept that night, as they had instead gone to the temple to pray. From the day before, everyone knew that the Owl Knights would arrive today, yet no one expected that they would be this fast.
Did these devils head on over without sleep?
