Duke Vardon's army and Marquis Valeire's army did not attack each other for now; they simply waited for the command.
Marquis Valeire, with the help of mages, was able to make his voice louder for Duke Vardon to hear.
"Duke Vardon! I will allow you to surrender now to avoid more bloodshed. The only ones who need to die in Styrhord are you and your family. Let these loyal citizens of Norvaegard be allowed to live another day."
The wind moved across the battlefield, carrying Valeire's amplified voice over the scarred earth. For a moment, there was only silence. Just two armies facing each other across open ground.
On the makeshift fortress that was made, Duke Vardon stood there with his ever stoic face, looking at Marquis Valeire.
"Hmph, how ludicrous, Marquis Valeire." Duke Vardon spoke, and unlike Marquis Valeire, who needed a mage to enhance his voice, Duke Vardon did so by himself, using his aura.
