The sun beat down on the long column snaking across the Ereian desert. Dust, kicked up by thousands of hooves and boots, hung heavy in the air, a shimmering haze obscuring the already indistinct horizon.
At the heart of this immense procession rode the Lazican king, his retinue a blend of silks and steel, a stark contrast to the sleek looking uniforms of the Ereian and allied soldiers surrounding him.
Viscount Redore, Baron Kasto, and Captain Mazen, the Drakhar commanders, rode at the rear, their faces grim, their eyes constantly scanning the desolate landscape. Khao'khen, leading the 1st Warband of the Yohan 1st Horde, commanded the vanguard, his warriors a silent, watchful wall.
