Sometime before, in the cold mountains between the Valen County and Shadow Dukedom.
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Lines of soldiers, adventurers, and mercenaries were filling up a wide path between two large mountains. This path was the only way to pass through to even get near the counties and dukedoms surrounding the Frozen Kingdom, unless you wanted to trek through the dangerous mountains.
Horses and other magical beasts were standing on the side of humans, patiently watching for the forces of Demons to arrive. King Roark was in an enclosed tent talking with a few Battalion Commanders when a blaring horn rang out through. Everyone inside the tent stood up imposingly as they looked at each other, knowing the battle was about to begin.
