So, the plans were made, and the only thing left was to wait for the predestined time and attack the city. And they had not waited too long as the two days passed by in a flash and the time for the siege to begin started.
The army had gathered and was about to set off towards the gates of Ironhold. There was no need for a motivational and royal speech of any sort as the knight's spirits had already begun to soar, anticipating the oncoming conflict.
They had decided to battle in the dark as only in these times would the ravens be capable of inflicting the most amount of damage and chaos. They soon set off, marching slowly to the gates. From out of the cave and into the light of the fading sun.
