The southern winds howled as the mercenary forces moved in disciplined waves, their banners rippling against the gray skies. Verath's forces marched alongside them, their dark magic weaving through the air like a sinister thread. In the distance, Sylvana's southern border loomed, a bastion of stone and defiance.
The tension in the castle war chamber was palpable as Kade and his commanders reviewed the latest reports. A scout had just delivered grim news about the mercenary army's size and capabilities.
'They're bringing siege weapons,'
Selyna said, her voice edged with frustration as she traced her fingers over the map.
'If they breach the southern wall, the city will be vulnerable.'
Thadric grinned, his fingers drumming against the hilt of his axe.
'Let 'em try. A few big walls don't scare me.'
'They're not meant to scare you,'
Elvara said sharply, her silver eyes narrowing.
