The red radiance was shining bright like a star in heaven. The dark clouds in the sky right above the radiance was instantly ripped away.
Under the glimmer of the stars and the moonlight, the knights were riding their warhorses, rearranging their formation a little by the hilltop.
They pulled the reins over their horses and slowed down a little. They sighed along their horses' neighing as well. White vapor wafted out from their noses and dispersed by the cold wind.
Their shiny silver armor was covered in frost. The sign of wind blowing across was everywhere. Although they had been riding forward for days without any rest, these Silver-tier knights were no longer normal beings as they should be tired as hell. However, that level of exhaustion was still bearable for them.
