Prelude to The Final Battle 

Speaking of the enemy.

Khasavar was planning the final assault right now, seated with his team gathered around him.

"How are preparations coming along?" 

"We've doubled the number of troops"

Khasavar shook his head. "That's not enough. I want it tripled"

"We understand that, but since you asked us to keep things under close doors, we can't make too many purchases at once or we risk leaving a big trail"

Cupping his scaled fists, Khasavar responds. "That's certainly true…but how long will it take us to secure the needed troops at this speed?"

"Three weeks at least, eight weeks at most"

He nods. Muttering "Not too long but not too short, good"

"What about gateways?"

"We've procured a number of them, but it's wouldn't be enough to carry out an immediate attack"

"Then get more" 

"We're working on that sir"

"Work faster. Some of my siblings are beginning to take notice"