The attack came before sunset.
Not loud.
Not chaotic.
Calculated.
A breach at the outer perimeter.
Small.
Almost invisible.
But intentional.
“They’re testing us,” one of the guards reported.
Kael didn’t respond immediately.
He stood at the edge of the war balcony, looking out over the territory.
Still.
Too still.
“They didn’t come to win,” another voice added.
“They came to see how we respond.”
That made Kael turn.
Slowly.
And in his eyes,
there was no hesitation.
“Then we show them.”
The response was immediate.
Not defensive.
Offensive.
Kael led the strike himself.
No delegation.
No distance.
The enemies didn’t expect that.
They expected walls.
Barriers.
Delay.
Instead,
they got him.
The clash was brutal.
Fast.
Decisive.
Kael didn’t hold back.
Every mov
