Scouts

“Hey, Zheng Junjie!” one of the scouts called out as his finger pointed towards a dark cluster that was visible on the ground out on the horizon. “Look at that, I think we might have found the army!” he said. His heart was beating rapidly as he vigilantly looked around his surroundings. He was constantly on high alert trying to see whether or not flying beasts were going to appear behind them, setting up an ambush to kill them before they had time to respond.

The other scout, the one named Zheng Junjie, was also looking into the distance, and his expression turned into a frown as he saw towering structures erected behind the army, itself. Structures that reached towards the sky making him feel a sense of dread. Another thing which made him extra careful at the moment was his bird.