The mood of the army on the two sides was contrary to each other. The Demon King's Army was extremely eager to clash, whereas the army of Antares was wishing they weren't there. Of course, not all humans felt the same. Some individuals remained unfazed in the face of the fearless Demon King's Army.
Most of these strong-spirited people commanded a military unit. They weren't chosen because of their skills but solely because of their brightly burning spirits. A good leader walks when everyone stops. With their leading the army, Dulorand hoped that their spirits could motivate the people they led.
"Doesn't it make your heart beat faster? The rush of adrenaline in your blood heightens your senses, making everything look clear."
Layland quirked an eyebrow as he heard the remark of the person standing behind him. Without even looking at the person, he replied to her with a question.
"Is it already enough to stimulate your adrenaline?"
