Grit And Steel

Two hours had passed by the time Odom’s main cavalry finally caught sight of Richard. The camp had obviously been set up recently, the bonfires not yet lit. Both sides were already aware of the other’s position, and Richard’s troops had made camp slightly uphill as they finished their preparations.

When he saw the surprising discipline of Richard’s troops as well as their superior arms, the corner of Odom’s eye started twitching. His arrogance did not imply complacency; he naturally understood the situation in front of him. This battle would be harder than he had imagined.

Richard was surprised at the sight of Odom’s troops. “Weren’t there 2,000 men from Earl Layton in Twilight Castle?” he asked, “Why are there only 700.”

Kellac looked closely at the opposing troops, “They’re being led by Sir Odom, a powerful saint. It seems like he’s brought all his cavalry, plus two great mages and priests...