The loud tumult that ensued the moment they set foot outside the tent made Ussiariah frown. His eyes traveling to the source of the commotion and finding the Caheneans menacingly aiming their sabers towards what was clearly a large troop of approaching unarmed Arganteans, while the Yahurian force stood in their way, seemingly shielding the golden-haired men.
-What the hell is going on here? – He yelled at both armies, making every warrior freeze in place simultaneously and snap their heads towards him – Sheathe your weapons and stand at ease, you all!
A coordinated roar shook the air itself as the large platoons assumed their position all at once, facing him and placing their hands behind their backs. Silently staring at the stern leader with expectant looks and startled expressions. Uss
