- POV General -
Three days had passed since Angel's recovery and it seemed that the time had finally come for a confrontation, for in front of the Dark Forest, a huge army was waiting. The Paladins and Knights of the Kingdom of Zal faced the expanse of trees where Empress Freya's Empire stood. No one really knew what awaited them, but with the blind confidence of humanity, the anticipation was palpable.
3,000 warriors, mages, men and women, waited patiently for orders from the King who had personally come for the occasion. Princes Erzian and Iolas Zal remained in the capital, as did the Supreme and Sage, who gave their orders from afar. A huge tent made of red and gold stood in the middle of this human crowd, so beautiful that it would have been normal to wonder what it was doing here in such a war.
