The war horn echoed through the northern mountains long before dawn broke over the horizon. Its deep, rumbling sound rolled heavily across the deep valleys, cutting through the frozen forests and passing over countless beast clans sleeping beneath the thick snow.
The entire mountain range seemed to tremble under the weight of that single, ominous note, signaling that the uneasy peace was officially over.
Inside the massive walls of the Supreme Citadel, the atmosphere shifted instantly as every guard straightened their posture and gripped their weapons.
Messenger hawks shot into the dark sky one after another, carrying urgent letters to different outposts across the territory.
The peaceful morning that everyone expected disappeared in a matter of moments, replaced by the tense energy of a fortress preparing for an immediate battle.
