Arrival
Row after row, the soldiers were arranged in neat lines. Their absolute discipline was renowned throughout the Mainland, and seeing them now, Jonah once again wished that something like this was possible to be achieved in the Heroes of Angaria.
Alas, in his home, Heroes were always too busy tooting their own horn, so he knew that was extremely unlikely.
He was still reeling from the surprise that the Bishop had prepared for him, but his mind was already one step ahead of him. It had started pitting the imaginary forces of Angaria that he estimated to be present against this group, and the results were definitely not pleasant.
The command that she gave had clearly been heard in the place where the squadrons were standing, as they turned around and began to walk toward one end of the room where the wall began to slowly be lowered.
Beyond that wall, as the landscape began to be revealed, Jonah took in a deep breath of air and inadvertently smiled.