"Lord Commander, Major Bacchus of the Jabrak Kingdom has been slain." A soldier from the large horned ice drake tribe reported with a nervous expression knowing full well how potentially disastrous this piece of information could be.
"WHAT!!!" Vanguard General Vash jumped to his feet and hollered with a red face, his anger and fury clear for all to see. "How the fuck?!" He loudly questioned, grinding his teeth as he did.
Major Bacchus wasn't the strongest among the Vanguard's conscripted officers in fact he was one of the weaker ones but unfortunately he represented a major faction within the Jabrak Kingdom, the three eyed tiger tribe. A powerful and influential group who had recently hallmarked Bacchus as a potential Patriarch candidate, a position that was below one and above thousands.
