The army of about fifty thousand wolf-men had marched past the forest and through the border until reaching the coast that overlooked Drayton—the kingdom of dragons.
They'd just missed Nicholas who'd decided to fly low to Windsor.
King Zachery, saddled atop a horse was leading the wolfmen on their march. Some were dressed in heavy chainmail, helmets of metal and iron, armour studded with spears and swords, while others carried shields slung across their backs, swords at their sides, and bows over their shoulders as well.
Three large catapults were being dragged behind the soldiers by long ropes. Each catapult was made of wood and metal by the finest craftsmen in Wrymorg.
The soldiers set the catapults in place. They had two goals—the head of the Dragon prince, Nicholas Rothschild who'
