Betrayal. (Pt.2)

Jorgen sits atop his stallion, riding side by side with Karlisle. Behind them is a company of Cevan Rangers. A regiment renowned for its bow skill and flawless track record. Not a soul in Calbernia doesn't know their name.

(Author's Note: Calbernia = World name)

'Cevan. They're finally making their move. If only I had skipped this patrol, I would be safe inside the castle.'

Jorgen follows Karlisle's lead for a few hours before reaching a point where the pass widens. One of the main reasons that the Notch of Bones is so vital for the defense of the North. As the pass widens, a massive Cevan Encampment comes into view. Thousands of tents spread throughout the grounds of the clearing. 

Jorgen's eyes widen as he sees the camp.

'These numbers...This must be one of the largest armies Cevan has ever produced. It'll take the entirety of the North to beat this back.'

Karlisle notices Jorgen's surprise.