"My Lord! The demons are coming!" A man in full body armor, standing in front of Arandil with a worried expression. "They're two days away before they reach this castle!" He added.
Arandil was having a meeting with five famous warriors from various nations. They were used to be Arandil's direct disciples, personally trained by him. They were recruited by Arandil when they made a name for themselves back in the days, back when they were still young adventurers. The five figures that were sitting on the couch, in their simple and comfy attire, weren't Swordmasters, but they were rumored to be as strong as Arandil. Back then, those five figures were called the Five Senses.
"How many are they?" Arandil asked calmly, staring at the knight.
