Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thunder rumbled, and dark red lightning flashed within the storm, the swirling tempest howling with an awe-inspiring yet terrifying natural display that enshrouded the summit of Sky Piercing Peak in a solemn and majestic atmosphere.
"What do you think the Prince is doing?" a Knight, watching Aidan from afar at the altar, couldn't help but ask.
"Who knows, he might be making a sacrifice to some deity. Those Princes are always worshipping some odd things and doing stuff that's beyond understanding. Last week, I followed the seventeenth Prince to the battlefield outside Ravenholdt, digging up bodies in the middle of the night—it was truly unsettling."
"Sigh, so many people died in that last battle, I wonder if we can really defeat those Orcs."
"We'll definitely win. I heard that the King has gathered forces from all over the country and even asked Lords to rally their troops. If all else fails, we've still got the Adventurers."
