[Event] [Elven Utopian War] [49] Venting To Alvara

"Milady."

"..."

"Commander?"

I finally turned my face toward Vesryn, who stood in front of me. Behind him, the others gathered waiting for me to speak. 

"The alliance army is advancing. It's time," Vesryn said.

The news wasn't unexpected. The Alliance had deployed 2,000 soldiers, a significant force compared to their previous skirmishes. This time, they had fortified their approach, erecting walls of defense and securing every path to avoid another ambush.

"Is Karl Dolphis among them?" I asked.

"No, Commander. He remains on the main ship, far from the shoreline," Vesryn replied.

I sighed, grabbing the sword lying on the table.

Its simplicity didn't matter; I wasn't looking for elegance, just efficiency. It would suffice for my job.

Without another word, I strode out of the tent, the others falling into step behind me.