As Ardan gave orders to his generals to split the army, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He had always been wary of Eolande and Tathariel, and their sudden alliance with Calanthor seemed too convenient.
As the armies separated, Ardan led a contingent towards Calanthor's forces, while his other generals led the rest to face Eolande and Tathariel's army. The battlefield was chaotic, with magic and weapons clashing in a deadly dance.
Ardan and Calanthor met in the middle of the battlefield, their eyes locked in a fierce gaze. They charged toward each other, their weapons clanging as they clashed. Ardan knew he was the better fighter, but Calanthor was a master strategist, and he had planned for this battle for months.
