Ania shivered against the cold as the snow whipped around her. Her father marched between herself and Bjorn. Thovok had separated from the group near Eraldsfen to meet up with the dwarf warriors and redirect them towards the intended battlefield.
She glanced up at the high peaks surrounding them as they marched up the mountain path on the territory of Yugrund's side. The warriors from Eraldsfen complained slightly against the biting cold, wondering why they had to fight in the mountains.
Harik could only calm them by saying it was all a part of Exile's plan. Although this comforted many, others were still discontented. Preferring it if they could fight in the forests near the village. Harik could only sigh when they said things like that.
