After taking a short rest, the Arcadian army once again began its march. The soldiers packed their tents, loaded the supply wagons, and formed neat ranks before moving forward under the command of the officers. Thousands of footsteps echoed across the rough ground while horses pulled heavily loaded carts through the muddy roads. The atmosphere remained tense because everyone knew they were now entering one of the most heavily fought regions of the war.
As the army continued advancing, the surrounding land gradually became more desolate. The once green plains had turned black and gray. Burnt trees stood like lifeless pillars while broken siege weapons, shattered armor, and abandoned weapons were scattered across the fields. The deeper they marched, the heavier the air became.
Ethan quietly walked beside Maverick while observing everything around him.
After another few kilometers, he suddenly frowned.A strange feeling slowly spread through his body.
