"Alright. They've begun their assault already." I said to everyone around me.
They returned my gaze with slight confusion—save a few.
The leaders of each race were with me, all waiting at the front lines.
The Elf Queen—Aurora Vindiel
The Fairy President— Jane Ursula
The Beast King—Gerard
The Dwarf Chief—Dulum
The Human King—Albion Lestrome Indiavel
Everyone was gathered.
Other than the leaders, their strongest generals—for humans, that would be the Grand Mages—were also among us.
The rest of the army stayed a distance away—they consisted of the ranks and files belonging to each race.
It truly was a united front—a total number of three million.
We were currently on the vast Elf Plains, waiting for an assault from the Demons from their Northern Border.
If an all-out attack were to occur, there was no doubt they would choose that route.
"But, I see no one appearing," Gerard murmured, straining his eyes and most likely heightening his senses to detect an enemy.
