"Clatter, clatter, clatter..."
A large group of cavalry clad in profound black iron armor sped to the foot of Blue Water Mountain, numbering in the hundreds. The air was thick with killing intent; they were imposing without even trying. One glance was enough to tell they were no ordinary second-line troops.
Such a soldier might not defeat ten soldiers from a second-line troop, but a unit composed of these soldiers could rout ten second-line troops with just a few charges.
This was an elite frontline cavalry squad!
Reaching the foot of Blue Water Mountain, the leading cavalry captain pulled the reins, halting the horse, and swept a light glance at the second-line soldiers who'd begun a secondary search on the mountain, paying them little heed. With a wave, he commanded his men to spread out and search a vast area to the north of Blue Water Mountain.
