Octavius' eyes shot open as he heard the distant rumbling. He knew instantly what it meant and clenched his fist and teeth. "This fucking guy." Getting up, he quickly put on his light leather and chainmail armour. Horns blew throughout the valley walls, signalling another attack as the soldiers ran around to prepare.
"You should put your armour on." Ramiel came up from behind Octavius and tapped his shoulder.
"I don't have time." Hearing that, Ramiel frowned and looked at Octavius' face. Much like his own, Octavius had deep black circles under his eyes as he clenched his jaw to not yawn.
"Leave," Ramiel said coldly, shocking Octavius. As he opened his mouth, Ramiel spoke, "You're a hindrance now. You are struggling to stand out of your armour and exsuhsted."
