Riley continued managing his clan's affairs and tending to his women, keeping the Rice Clan prosperous and orderly.
Life had settled into a rhythm over the past six months, but that calm was about to be shattered.
A massive contingent from the Osprey Clan arrived without warning.
Three thousand warriors strong, they advanced like a living storm toward the Rice Clan gates, their armor glinting in the sunlight and weapons gleaming ominously.
From the way they moved and the sheer size of their force, it was obvious they were not here for a simple visit.
Every man, every horse, every soldier radiated readiness for battle.
The Rice Clan gates swung open to welcome them, though the word "welcome" hardly seemed appropriate.
Inside, clan members rushed to prepare the grounds, organizing troops, servants, and guards to attend to the unexpected guests.
