Dawn broke, sunlight piercing the heavy cloud cover.
Kaelen was jolted awake by the rhythmic clash of shields and the concussive shockwaves of Totem Poles slamming into the earth. He rubbed his face, the dregs of last night's ale still clouding his mind.
"Your Highness, you're awake!" Earthshaker's gruff voice boomed from the hall.
His bloodline power surged, instantly burning away the intoxication. Kaelen's mind snapped into crystal clarity.
"Enter, Earthshaker!"
The massive warrior pushed the door open. Before Kaelen could speak, Earthshaker grabbed his arm and hauled him outside, buzzing with restless energy.
"Your Highness, three thousand sons of the Buffalofolk Race await your inspection on the proving grounds!"
The two were old comrades. Earthshaker knew exactly why Kaelen had come, and what drove him.
