Their roar filled the valley:
“AAAAHHHHH!”
And alongside them, straining his throat and filling his lungs with the cold, intoxicating air, Hadjar Darkhan, the Mad General, once again, for the last time, let out his battle cry that had once shaken the walls of ravines and fortresses; that had once made armies of mortals, magical beasts, demons, Spirits, and Immortals tremble; that had once caused half the world to go to war with the other half. A cry that had once sounded like the roar of a dragon, but now had a far more terrifying timbre to it.
The call of a man going into his final battle:
“AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!”
Chapter 1958
The plan for this battle was complicated, dangerous, and probably crazier than any of the others had ever been. But had it been anything else, Hadjar would have
