There were a total of eight generals at the table ranging from young to old, each with their own levels of experiences on the battlefield. These generals were responsible for protecting the eight districts of the city, and were all hand picked for their positions by the king himself. They wore dark brown and black coats, some over their light armor and others over casual wears.
"The supernaturals have weaknesses, you know. You will find some if you look properly," Rowan commented, taking a sip from a cup of tea.
"And what do you think these weaknesses are?" One of the generals asked. He had an eyepatch on his left eye, gray hair around his face, and deep wrinkles that made him look terrifying.
"General Ralph, I've seen my fair shear of victories these past few years roaming abou
