Cacusim arrived at the dock as the first rays of sunlight started to peep through the clouds.
Unlike the usual, the dock was packed with silent soldiers. They stood erect, with their sacks and long-barrelled guns on their backs, looking like a thick forest in a storm. Although the dock was crowded, everyone was moving in an organized manner. Watching the soldiers board the paddle steamer one by one, Cacusim was filled with an indescribable sense of power and strength.
He swallowed hard while thinking,
These are the soldiers trained by His Highness.
