The moon was a thin, pale sliver in the sky as the two forces began to split. The soldiers moved quietly, speaking in hushed whispers and muffling the clinking of armor.
The main force—led by Dravik—began their eastward march toward Mount Gorgor under the cover of night. They moved in short groups, each unit slipping through forest paths and shallow valleys to avoid detection.
These people were barely half a soldier, much less a ranger who could traverse these mountains and forests easily. As such, each step they took had to be measured and slow which ate up significant of their time.
Meanwhile, Simon's decoy force stayed behind, lighting campfires and raising tents to create the illusion that the entire army was preparing to engage the enemy at dawn. As wooden barricades and fake fortifications were being set up, he noticed something.
