⟬ Less than 45 bells remaining... ⟭
In theory, the hellborne did not need much training to be an effective fighting unit.
Though, the term 'effective' was debatable by his usual standards.
Of course, Tycondrius would have appreciated a few weeks of training. Imparting fighting formations and specific tactics designed for use on the natives would sharpen the sword that was Infernus Invictus.
But as long as he had the overwhelming numbers that the Eternal Battlefield had to offer, he was confident in taking near any objective in the Plane of Fire.
Unfortunately...
His hellborne-gathering strategy was not working as quickly as he would have liked.
With some assistance from another member of the Hero's party, he hoped his issues could be resolved.
But... how?
A tearful, purple-haired High Oracle shared his company at an improvised tea table, on a cliff high above a similarly-improvised dueling arena.
