The James estate's gates creaked open, and a flood of armored figures came out onto the road.
Leading the charge, the warriors paraded in tight formation, swords gleaming at their sides, shields strapped to their backs. Their armor banged with each synchronized step, a sound that merged with the steady thud of boots striking the stone. With their eyes bright and full of resolve, they moved forward as one, their energy surging ahead like a powerful wave.
The elders of the clan followed closely behind, keeping a steady pace.
While they did not wear iron, the weight of their presence was more formidable than steel. The wind rustled through, causing their dark silk robes to flutter, and beneath that refined fabric, talismans inscribed with glowing runes sparkled in the light. The jade slips were gently tucked away into their sleeves, while scrolls bound with golden thread remained hidden, completely out of view.
