First Battle.
On the side of the forces of Valestorm.
Silence flowed as freely as the sandy wind.
Staring into the ongoing battle, Kaelin seemed unimpressed.
The Lord of the Head Priests stood beside him calmly,
"This is the best way, Kaelin. Spending too much of our forces on something as trivial as this will be a waste."
Kaelin snorted,
"Sure. But I heard the voice of God saying the will of the golden dragon lives on and he has come to battle me."
His eyes widened, "Don't you think that is exciting."
The Lord chuckled, "Indeed it is. But you don't know who it is yet, do you? That is why you should cultivate patience for the moment."
Kaelin chuckled, "I thing I have been patient for far too long."
Then he sighed, "But I'll listen to you for now, although I think we should speed this up."
The Lord nodded, "I do agree."
A smile appeared on his face,