Volume 3 - Prologue

- One Month Ago -

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The Son of Heaven, Angelus Apex of the Heavenly Host, Vinam Victoriam, stood atop the mountain Antenora, surrounded by resplendence befitting his station as he looked, with almost casual boredom in his blue eyes, shaded beneath flame-red hair that matched his wings, towards the battle bellow.

One legion... was that all that the infamous Duke of Heresy could afford to defend his city with? Or was he counting on a siege?

To mana-sight, the battle was a paltry affair. The legion held along the walls as the fliers warred, while below them the entrenched archers fired up - or down, if they were on one of the taller towers - upon the fighters. The real battle would be between the mages, once Vinam's mages were finished taking down the shield wards keeping him out of the city.