It had been three weeks since his first skirmish. The Spirit find itself bored. There is nothing else that happened otherwise, though she could not put her guard down less she get caught by surprise.
It is a good thing she is paranoid as an attack came at the 2nd day of the third week. She did not have to search for the enemies as they blatantly making their moves.
However, while she was glad they finally stop doing the annoying skirmish, the sight in front of her made she wish they stick to it.
The enemy had gathered a force numbered about 200 000 monsters, all of them looking like they are more than capable of leveling the forest on their own.
She did not know the average strength of the enemies but she could easily find the really powerful monsters, those that equal to her strongest guardians.
