Rukelion had been waiting for a war announcement—hoping for it even—but wasn't prepared for the onslaught of emotions it would bring. He wasn't concerned about dying. He wasn't concerned about making it back to Daisy either.
The moment he heard the words 'war with Katalya' mentioned, it took everything in him not to set the entire street ablaze. War? What war? That had been a completely one-sided, premeditated slaughter!
No one in Katalya had more than twenty minutes of warning from watch towers on the castle wall. Soldiers were dispatched and summarily defeated by the plant and water mages with minimal help from other members of the Mirean military.
There was no time to evacuate anyone. Innocent citizens were taken out in the blink of an eye as Katalyan soldiers tried to fight them off. The plant mages were too powerful, able to create giant monstrous plant stalks loaded with thorns large enough to impale people.
