The evening finally arrived, and those soldiers came afterwards. The king held the battle without the sun, considering that Merleen used light, and it was weak against the darkness.
Despite these constraints, the two of us stood alone on the battlefield. We had no one by our side but our trusted stave and sword. As I glanced at Merleen's side, I knew it would finally be our last battle.
I did not even dare to visit Merchant, considering that he was still resting in his bed. Even though I would meet him in the middle of this battle, Merchant would give me lousy advice about staying far behind the walls. He was the Merchant, and I was a knight. So he would choose to hide himself to safety, while the rest of us would fight to protect them.
