Lyren ate up the distance as Cole rose him towards the main gates of Raen Valley. On the walls armies were stationed, within the city itself at strategic locations and beyond on the wide battle field that separated both Glades.
The moment Cole was seen , a loud horn was sounded from within the ranks of Raens. And someone began to take up a rather sonorous chant, it took Cole a moment to realize he could understand the language….to a certain extent that is. A dialect was being born amongst the Raens that was born from the marriage of the Asian languages and the Igala language, both legacies of Cole's ancestry that had taken on a life all on its own.
There were stomps as Cole moved through the main gates, the Raen army all in their Animech armors with a particular division in full Animech Form, arraigning themselves in ranks of close to 300 full battle Mech or animal Mech forms.
