All the preparations were already set, and they were ready to ignite the flame of war.
On this particular morning, the outside of Caerleon City's southern gate was crowded with an ocean of grey creatures clad in striking black armor. The view of thousands of living creatures lining up in an orderly manner would certainly shake the hearts of those who saw them.
This was certainly proven true when the citizens of Caerleon City were terrified by them, not only just because of the overwhelming number of the orcs, but also the fact that all these monstrous creatures submitted under the order of their mayor.
At the moment, Tristan was seen on top of his horse wearing his gleaming mithril armor as he made his way to the southern gate. He was accompanied by three women; the elf princess and the lascivious sorcerer were riding just behind him, while at the back was covered by the female barbarian.
