Caedos watched the Fiends crawl around the forest like vermin, sitting up high on one of the thick branches of the trees, he was perfectly hidden from below while having an eagle eye view of the ground.
The majority of the army were marching for the swamps, it was the furthest distance away which was why it was assigned to the most able bodied men. They would need to keep luring the Fiends while staying out of reach, a difficult task when either side could close the distance in the blink of an eye.
He turned instead in the direction the two hundred thousand had gone in, moving from tree to tree which doubled his speed.
He soon ran ahead of them and waited, right at the edge of where the trees merged into tall bioluminescent mushrooms. The fungi were as tall as the trees, their caps blotting out the sky as well which gave it a gloomy air, even less light spilling through.
