We're Taking The First Blood

The morning sun crept slowly over the horizon, its soft light illuminating the battlefield. The first rays of light touched the glinting armor and weapons of both armies, who stood ready for the first major clash of the war. Tension hung thick in the air, a palpable force that settled heavy in everyone's chest. Lyan stood silently, taking in the sight of his troops preparing themselves. His elite forces, hardened by years of experience and bonded by a shared purpose, waited for his command. Wilhelmina and the Valkyries stood beside him, their expressions hard and determined, each knowing the gravity of the coming battle.