News spread like wildfire in the German camp. Despite just landing hours ago, Natives had already revealed themselves and proven to be hostile. Before Honoria could even react, her man was leading a pursuit into the unknown landscape. By the time she figured out what was going on, Berengar was already gone. Leaving the byzantine princess to curse the man she loved.
"Bastard! I thought we were supposed to do this together!"
While Honoria lamented her lot in life. Berengar was In the woodlands, where he rode on top of his mighty red steed. A cavalry sword was in his left hand, while the reins were in his right. He skillfully maneuvered through the dense woods in pursuit of a woman who had witnessed his people's landing.
