Broken Protocol

"They really came prepared, god damn it," Dorio muttered under his nose, peeking from between the bushes at the rear guards patrolling the outskirts of the massive camp.

This wasn't the sight that Dorio expected to see, not anytime soon at the very least.

The time for raising armies had yet to arrive. For now, he assumed everyone would keep playing the forever game, trying to outmaneuver each other for the showdown that was never to come.

And while he knew better than to expect the future to remain as it always was, under no circumstances did he expect someone to start deploying their whole armies to the field yet!

'The worst part is, they are doing a really good job at holding back the news from spreading!'

Up until the day before, Dorio was perfectly full of himself, expecting to arrive at the gate before anyone else so that he could prepare the ground for his crossing over.