One week after that the soldiers were ready. As ready as they can be with just a few weeks of training. But at least they covered the basics.
"They won't hold against any army. Maybe against bandits and such." Malak noted that he stood beside Kyrexiel. Each looking out from the balcony, the moon a gentle streak. They had just finished today's training and were resting in one of the training towers before they retired.
"Huh.." Kyrexiel grunted. "Well, they might not see war." He narrowed his eyes. This week has been a tiring one for him as he sent continuous letters.
The letters are to the towns and cities, informing them to get ready that he's coming in the name of the Hydraeus clan to rally their forces. He knew the Clown leaked his letters but Kyrexiel hadn't written them to be secret.
