Chapter Thirty-Two

Once the sun had sufficiently risen, Soren summoned what was left of his commanding officers. Avery was still in the infirmary, so in his place, he called for his second, a young knight by the name of Daniel Huskerfield. 

Once they had all gathered, Soren filled them in on his conversation with the Emperor. "In short, I've been summoned to the palace and must leave."

The men around him shifted uncomfortably. 

"But sir," One started. A tall, gruff man with a beard that touched his chest and voice like gravel. He was the Sergeant of the Second Regiment. "If you leave, we won't stand much of a chance if those damned barbarians attack again. We were almost overtaken last time. If you aren't here..."