Chapter 99

By midday, the night watch retired to their tents to rest, while those who had managed a few hours of sleep climbed the hill armed with spears and shields.

Standing in front of the newly erected infirmary, Maxi watched the army move in perfect synchrony to their commanders' orders. Since much of the Arexian infantry had fallen during the last charge, it appeared that a portion of the Baltonian army had joined the central battalion to make up for the shortage.

The dark green banner of the Knights of Phil Aaron fluttered above the entrance. After gazing up at it, Maxi entered the infirmary, an uneasy feeling weighing on her stomach. It had been there all day ever since her unpleasant exchange with Richard Breston. Stirring a boiling pot over a brazier, she stewed over the man's ominous prophecy.