The first light of dawn peeked over the horizon, awakening the world from its slumber. The sky, painted in a hue of soft orange, showcased the arrival of a new day. The air held a crisp freshness, carrying the gentle whispers of nature. As the sun rose higher, its warm rays stretched across the land and caressed the region.
Inside the camp, the echoes of preparations could be heard. The clanking of weapons being readied and the muffled conversations between comrades proved the hive of activity on the Ryntum side.
Shortly thereafter, the soldiers emerge from the camp and stood in formation. Their faces are etched with both focus and apprehension. Banners billowed proudly, displaying the colours and symbols of their kingdom.
