The Battle of a Thousand Cries (1)

ASTHIA DARCK'S POV:

The first figures appeared on the horizon, their numbers multiplying as they began to obstruct my view. The heavy sound of thumping footsteps like a crazed stampede filled my mind, shaking the very earth below me.

I remained completely silent with my sword implanted in the ground. The soft breeze began to scrape against my skin, my nerves no longer perceiving the wind as soothing.

A chant arose from the opposing army as they began to show themselves, a neverending flood of metal dominating the scene.

My pupils expanded slightly upon seeing the first individual that I recognized:

Ares Hearth.

The S-rank looked down on me, his eyes void of all emotion as he observed the opposing force that he would soon clash against. Moments passed, and finally, I saw them.