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Rowan was full of shit, but began efficiently
donning the armor, Gavriel doing the same.
Whether the soldiers around them marked that
armor, whether Chaol recognized it, no one
said a word.
Far out, the gray sky lightening further,
Morath stirred to discover the khaganate’s
golden army already in place.
And as a lone ruk screeched its challenge,
the khaganate advanced.
Foot soldiers in perfect lines marched,
spears out, shields locked rim to rim. The
Darghan cavalry flanked either side, a force of
nature ready to herd Morath to where they
wanted them. And above, flapping into the
skies, the rukhin readied their bows and
marked their targets.
“Ready now,” Chaol called out to the men
of his keep.
Armor clanked as men shifted, their fear