The battlefield still smoked from the ambush. Broken shields and charred bodies lay scattered across the valley road, the air heavy with iron and ash. Ren stood on the ridge above it all, his cloak whipping in the wind as he surveyed the c*****e. His men were already pulling back into the trees, bloodied but victorious.
“Not bad for a morning’s work,” Garrick rumbled, wiping gore from his axe. His grin was savage, teeth flashing white beneath the soot on his face.
Seris, however, wasn’t smiling. Her sharp eyes scanned the horizon, always searching. “The vanguard was only the first claw of the beast. The rest is coming, and now it’s coming faster.”
Ren knew she was right. Varik wouldn’t sit idle.
[Ding!]
System Alert: Enemy Commander Sighted.General Varik has entered the field. Warning
