"So, this is where he must've went in." Henry pointed into the distant night, raising a lantern. The other behind him nodded, tracking the path of ruins so they didn't go astray.
The soldiers, about twenty in number, followed closely behind Henry. They all carried lanterns, illuminating the thick darkness as they marched down the icy wastelands' path.
"Henry, this path leads to Oelae." A grey haired man in light armour marched out the formation to join Henry, "I don't think it is a good idea to attack Oelae with these people."
"Attack that place at night with only these men? You have a big imagination." Henry replied, his hair dancing in the wind as he stepped forward, raising his sword and shield.
Everyone shifted their lanterns added, mixed expressions forming on their faces. The pairs of ruby eyes revealed themselves, and Henry stepped back, "They are already here?"