Chapter 407

The night sky, a canvas of twinkling stars, offered little comfort to the weary soldiers. The chill of the desert night crept into their bones, a stark contrast to the scorching days they had endured.

Sentries kept a vigilant watch, their eyes scanning the distant horizon for any sign of the approaching enemy. The knowledge of the powerful weapon that was soon to arrive kept their spirits from faltering further, but the wait was agonizing. Rakabis, despite his confident words, felt the weight of responsibility on his shoulders. 

He knew that the fate of the kingdom rested on the successful deployment of this weapon. His mind raced with strategies and potential pitfalls, playing out various scenarios in his head. The addition of the mages, as mentioned in the king's letter, was a welcome boost, but it also introduced an element of uncertainty.