The sun hadn't yet started to rise but Ishtun was already standing on top of the enormous wall that protected his land from the persistent threat that kept harassing them.
As his eyes silently scanned the horizon, the King took a series of deep and repeated breaths with the intention of appeasing his troubled soul.
Seeing that his rivals would hardly desist from their conquering ambition, his anxiety consistently grew. At this point, he was angry, and he was drained, but above all… He was worried.
So far, their enemies had shown them that, despite their best efforts, they still got more than a few cards left to play, and they were not going to give up that easily.
Hathengatt was still charging incessantly against his men, and this only meant that the first part of his strategy hadn
