Point-of-View: Vincent Lockhart
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"Are you sure this was the best way to split up our forces, Alpha?" Inquired Epsilon, before adding with a slight sigh, "It just seems like we've got a bloody lot of work to do."
"Yes, I'm quite sure...we shall draw the strongest fighters among their forces to us and then wipe them out," I replied with a nod.
It is the 13th of June, 1034, and we were currently in Orien.
All the members of the now-Pandemonium Five were here, along with an additional fighting force of six hundred. There are five cities in this nation including the Capital, and the five of us of Pandemonium, myself included, were at the Capital, along with about fifty others, with a little under a hundred and forty sent to each of the other cities.
