Chapter Thirty-One
Merger
They were nearly within hailing distance of the first outpost when Yulen spied a lone figure standing in the middle of the road with a torch in his hands. The Battle Lord gave the signal to hold and dismounted to approach the stranger on foot. He drew his sword, just in case, but a few more feet, and he recognized the man.
“Zane!”
The two friends clasped arms, then hugged.
“Quick. Follow me,” the Battle Lord of Foster City whispered. Yulen gave his men the hand signal to dismount. They followed Batuset into the woods, leading their horses behind them. They moved fast and with haste, finally reaching a small clearing where they gathered.
“Do you know your half-brother has taken Alta Novis?” Batuset asked.
“Yes.” Yulen gestured to the young Mutah standing nea
