~Din. Din. Din. Din. Din. Din. Din~
Like a well-fueled army, the heavy steps of the Adonis warriors echoed out around the dock, as over 260,000 of them formed the most intimidating legion tripline of all.
Some with spears, some with arrows, some with chariots, some on horses, others as Thamans, and so on.
Very quickly, they turned to face the ships, to listen to their Kardinal, who would be staying back on the ships as the base alongside their Holy Generals standing beside him.
The Holy Generals would eventually go out and fight, but not until the war was half done.
After all, they had to leave a fierce image of themselves to their troops, who would then retell the stories when they got back home.
Please!
With the rings on their fingers, how could they not fight?
It was just that they wanted to step into the battle with full strength at a time that many would be a little worn out.
And don't get them wrong.
