The War of Nobes (3) The Offensive
Lyan marched at the head of his army, the rhythmic sound of boots crunching against the dirt road filling the early morning air. His black cloak billowed lightly behind him as the sun crested the horizon, casting a faint glow over the assembled troops. Unlike the previous battles where he relied on his formidable summoned creatures, this was different. This was a march of humans, trained soldiers and warriors honed under his leadership, alongside the deadly Valkyries who had fought beside him through countless wars.
Wilhelmina, her sharp gaze always ahead, walked silently by his side, her mind clearly focused on the strategic importance of every step they took. To her left was Alice, the platinum-blonde Small General, whose calm demeanor masked the deadly precision she would unleash on the battlefield. Behind them followed Emilia, Surena, Josephine, Abraham, and the two sisters, Raine and Ravia, all poised for the confrontation with Hektor that loomed ahead.