Clash Of Barons [3]

The trembling got milder and milder until it vanished, causing Aquilia to be even more confused. She was sure there was a tremor coming from the north a while ago but it mysteriously stopped.

Just as she was about to turn her head toward the walls of Hebron, silhouettes appeared at the horizon. 

"What's that?" 

Aquilia knit her eyebrows.

Rumble!

Lightning struck, revealing the visage of 100 King Swordsmen, two BloodBlades, and their lord, clad in his usual thick coat that had white fur padding at the shoulder. He was the only one who did not wear a helmet.

But his warmount, which looked bigger and more muscular than the mounts of the others, made him more eye-catching. They and their mounts were soaked by the heavy downpour but their soaring aura wasn't drowned by it.

"Cavarly!" 

Aquilia's eyes trembled. 

"It's the count's men!" One of her bodyguards exclaimed.

"No… It can't be."