The Maha Tower or The Broken Tower of Omega—some call it. It is a place of Dream, a place of myth, and a place of Chaos. Only a thousand among many get the chance to climb it each year. Wrik spent years to find this tower, ignoring his studies, University, but to no avail. Until a day when a letter came to his door with a pair of tickets to the tower. But before that, he had to appear in gruesome trials to enter the cruel Tower. ________________ Check out the other works: Chaos Cycle: The Eye of Genesis. ________________ [The novel is a bit slow compared to other webnovel. It picks up the pace from the 10th chapter or so.]
Today, they did now go after the large beacon of light, not because they were afraid of Arjamith and his gang, but because they needed time to organise the men. They had lost more than two dozen men yesterday and, counting the ones who were heavily injured, the number rose over fifty.
Losing fifty men in just one day of battle was a big deal. It mattered only a little that they dealt a similar blow to Arjamith and his men.
But the worst damage it cause was that the men were having second thoughts now. The only encounter yesterday made many of the men weaver in their undertaking. They never have imagined a battle of this degree would occur without any sign. That was the reason Wrik took them to a safer path of collecting the rations.