Seeing Asher, seated on his horse in the middle of a battlefield with his giant wolf behind him, its blue eyes piercing through the dim, almost dark place, the Thunderstorm Rangers lost themselves in the stunning juxtaposition.
"The Thunderstorm Rangers greet the great rider!"
Their feminine voice fell into Asher's head, causing his bright expression to fall.
Great rider again!
"After those things!"
Lambert roared and rode along with his 80 strong after the trails of the few green skins that fled. The rule of sparing a soldier that surrendered isn't applicable for abyss creatures.
As Asher moved through the gate into his stronghold, he saw Alec and Eritrea at both ends of the other side staring at him with deep respect.
When Asher got in, he looked at the stronghold and was shocked to find green skins dead on the rooftops. Some buildings were even damaged.
