It wasn't even a few hours before war was upon them. Every weapon had been prepared, magicians and archers were positioned along the fortress walls, and visible lines of enemy troops approached in the distance.
This time, the demons were well-armored and clearly ready to fight.
Roland didn't like it. He had grown used to the demons taking things lightly. Now, he wondered if Norelli had planned this all along. The vampire, however, was already helping him discreetly plant mana stones across the battlefield.
Each would explode after a set time, but only when the battle reached its peak.
As for Roland, he stood at the front of the line, ready to fight before the eyes of all his soldiers. He had to put on the best display possible and rally them for the battle ahead.
