"I am Ned Anark, Captain of the Lords of Horror. We will handle this threat alone," the man declared. His voice was rough and powerful, commanding respect and exuding unwavering determination. It resonated like thunder across the battlefield, washing over the soldiers like a tsunami and causing many to gasp.
Not waiting for a reply, Ned turned around, striding forward with the other massive soldiers clad in bulging white armor. They positioned themselves right at the end of the safe passage, shocking all members of the Golden Wave Legion. That spot was where the Leviathans' numbers would have the least impact but also where the momentum of their march would be the strongest, placing incredible pressure on any defenders.
