After traversing for several hours from the village they had sought refuge in, the Edinyan army had finally reached the grand city of Atlan, the capital of the Rawan Kingdom. King Cain, his eyes fixed upon the towering walls of the formidable city, couldn't help but display a bright smile as he observed the small number of Rawanian soldiers standing before him, their fear palpable.
"Those bastards really did it!" King Cain exclaimed, referring to Ysabelon and the men who had rallied behind her. The young girl and the hero he had sent to their supposed demise in the southern regions of the kingdom had surpassed his expectations. The anticipated reinforcement from King Adham never arrived, leaving Cain astounded by the audacity and prowess of his adversaries.
