~Man's greatness lies in his power of thought~
-Blaise Pascal
Andronika stood at her position on the city walls and quietly watched the proceedings of the battle around her, taking notice of the front line of enemy riders that were now in view and pulling out their bows, a calvary archery unit, and with their poise and precise position, Andronika perceived they were well trained archers, simply not the kind of training a bandit warrior had access to, this group of attackers obviously far exceeded the previous 6000 bandit warriors, infact, those warriors seemed to be infants in the light of these ones Andronika currently saw, just as Andronika had expected, the 6000 warriors they had faced previously had just been a dispensable unit to test the waters.
