[UNAR]
King Unar had summoned an army of savages, an army so loyal to Udrad, and more than anything, an army so unhinged but so determined to make sure their people lived better lives. It was going to be a long war, the war of the undefeated and the war of the lost souls; but they were ready for it.
"You don't want to fight me. I will burn down Udrad," Zuhair warned.
"You can try it, Zuhair, but you lost already," Unar smirked angrily at her.
He was done tolerating Zuhair.
This woman had come to his home and tried to play the long game of Thrones with him, his people, and he was here to tell her that he liked the odds. Because in the game of Thrones, it was either they won or they died. There was no in between, ever.
"Warriors!! Assemble!" Unar shouted to his warriors, knowing so well that Zuhair wasn't going to go easy on them.