The soldiers quietly continued patrolling around the outer perimeter of the Arcadian camp while keeping a close watch on the surrounding land.
The last few days had made everyone far more cautious because the battlefield had become increasingly unpredictable and no one dared lower their guard anymore.
Every soldier carried a weapon in hand while their eyes constantly swept across the plains, the hills, and the distant tree line.
Even the knights riding along the defensive routes remained unusually quiet because they all understood that the greatest danger often arrived when everything appeared peaceful. The night breeze drifted across the land and carried the smell of dust, blood, and burnt earth left behind by the previous battles while the silence itself slowly became unsettling.
Suddenly, a series of heavy sounds echoed through the ground.
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
