Chapter 77

Maxi's heart sank. A seemingly endless procession of spearmen with dark helmets marched into the castle, followed by archers and cavalrymen. Anette stood next to her on tiptoe to get a better view.

"There's got to be at least six thousand of them," she said, appearing overwhelmed by the sheer size of the army.

"Do you see any mages?" asked Ben, a mage of Undaim, his thin face full of hope.

Maxi carefully scanned the procession entering the training grounds. Dozens of leather-covered wagons rolled in behind the soldiers, followed by high-born knights and their squires. No matter how hard she looked, she could not see any mages among them.

"I-It's difficult to tell. There are too many…"