"Long live Baron Gaven!" This was the frenzied call of the Hobgoblin from the Blood Claw Legion.
"Long live Baron Gaven!" This was the shout from the migrating army.
"Long live Baron Gaven!" This was the unanimous cry of everyone present.
While there might have been arranged elements in this, more of it stemmed from within their hearts, just as Gaven had said—they were creating miracles, and they themselves were the creators of miracles, whether it was building roads as they traveled or constructing a Hobgoblin city leveraged by the terrain in a mere ten days, not to mention they had just routed a demonic army from the Abyssal Plane.
Previously, such episodes were beyond their wildest dreams, let alone experiencing them in a mere half month's time.
And all this had been brought to them by the man before their eyes.
