Sigh...
Timothy sighed wondering how his 3rd son was doing. The boy was the first to send a letter, saying he was going to get back up.
Typically, he should be the first person to arrive with backup, but since he was headed far out of Omania, any help he brought might not arrive anytime soon.
For the time being, they would fight to defend their beloved Soma, but Timothy didn't know how long it would last.
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On the opposite side of the walls, a formidable army gathered.
Banters fluttered proudly in the wind displaying the insignias of various Adonis symbols and blessed words.
"Wolololo~... Wolololo~"
Thamans raised their staff high and began their chants, hoping to sway incoming arrows from hitting their side.
Battlefords worked underneath their respective Holy Generals, positioning their small units for action.
