Mark finally reached a patio at the end of a long hallway that looked out into a wide courtyard below. The sounds of murmuring and clamor of metal armor were prevalent all through the region, and before Mark even got to the patio, he could already tell that there would be thousands of people waiting for him.
Arit let go of Mark gently as she saw his face turn serious and followed behind him as he went to look down at his soldiers. And just like Mark had predicted, there were thousands of them: orcs, goblins, kobolds, centaurs, minotaurs, lamias, succubi, and incubi. They were all there, looking up at him with reverence and expectation that bordered on worship.
