By then, whether they're disorganized and fighting like trapped beasts or forced to plunge into The Sea of Mist, their fate will be annihilation.
Everything was proceeding in the best possible direction, but tonight Valdeniel received some terrible news. Fifty Fear Knights did not return on time from a patrol, and the remaining scout patrols sifted through their patrol radius again. They found their bodies on the Gravel Plain beyond the coastline.
Upon hearing this news, Valdeniel's heart wept. Among these fifty Fear Knights was his youngest son, a child who, like all young men, was fervent and brave, eager to establish unparalleled achievements in the Holy War and bask in the adoring and infatuated gazes of countless young women among the flowers.
