-Travel safely, Guider – Finjël advised as the Yahurian army gathered at the entrance of the city, readying themselves to march north.
-We will – Pahoka-Xe replied, her eyes darting towards her men, who were dragging the heavy battering ram outside the gates. The impressive artifact now had a set of built-in wooden wheels that made its transportation easier, and the Yahurian army had also been provided with most of the fire weapons in possession of the Cahenenan men after spending a short time learning how to wield them.
-Are you sure you won't be needing these anymore? – The Yahurian woman asked worriedly, watching as the warriors loaded the heavy ammunition onto a large cart.
-I don't think they're sending anyone else, Guider – The sergeant nodded at her with confidence – According to
