The march resumed with Henry at the forefront, Leier, Olaro, and the two mages following closely behind. The silhouettes of countless soldiers stretched along the road cutting through the forest. It was an intimidating scene, one that could evoke fear into anyone.
It didn't take long before the walls of Rusra came into view, surrounded by towering trees with needle-like leaves and conical shapes that seemed to reach for the sky, threatening to pierce a hole through it. Every life within this lands seemed to be rebelling against the heaven's way to survive, creating a desire for vengeance.
Henry briefly observed the walls before turning to the two mages- "Can you lift two of us up there?" - he asked, and both mages nodded in affirmation. - "Good. You two will wait until I give the signal. I don't wish to repeat myself, are we clear?!"
