The more responses about not spotting anyone returned to them, the more they felt gloomy inside. They became surer now that William nailed the right scenario they were going to face, and that was the ugliest scenario any could think of.
Starting a war at the home turf? In an area unknown to all? While the enemy had the home advantage? Pretty prepared for them? This was the worst thing any master would hope for.
"We are here," Sloth stood at the edge of that area, which was a huge open space, without a single hill or rock anywhere around for tens of kilometres. The kingdom sent an army of one hundred thousand masters with them, filled with lots of strong masters. And they all stood around that area, covering an area of a few kilometres.
"May you have the honour then," William turned to Panther, and the latter took a deep breath, before moving in front of the tens of thousands of masters, heading to the centre of the open space surrounded by the tons of masters.
