After leaving earth in a pathetic way, Asher finds his soul in the body of a baron's bastard son. As the last surviving member of the Ashbournes, Asher must take up the mantle and build his territory or die in the jaws of a beast or the blades of hungry nobles greedy for his territory. Luckily, he did not enter this man-eat-man world without support. [Ding! Soulbinding successfully completed.] [Would the host like to upgrade your bronze-ranked butler to a powerful silver-ranked swordsman? Yes or No.] ............. https://discord.com/invite/8Ufe4789YX
Later that day, Asher brought the remaining 60 Thunderstorm Rangers and selected 60 muscular ovoks with large, dangerous-looking horns.
The ovok had two sets of horns; the first set was shorter, while the second was much thicker and longer. About the length of an adult's arm, including the hand.
Other soldiers looked at them with curiosity. Adam, Alec, Alex, Lambert, and Katarina were all present while Nero was asleep since he usually trains at night.
"What is His Lordship trying to do?" Lambert asked.
"Create another cavalry." Alec responded with crossed arms.
"What?!" Lambert's eyes widened.
Asher watched Eritrea calm and mount an ovok before adjusting herself. She looked quite amusing as she struggled to decide where to hold, and it was the same thing for the others.