Lumberling and the group arrived at the meeting place first. The soldiers settled in silence, their formation tight, waiting.
Hours later, the thud of hooves broke the stillness. Grokk rode at the front, with Karnark and Kaeldron close behind. A column of lizardmen followed, forty-three in total, their scaled bodies catching the sunlight in a faint glimmer.
Grokk dismounted swiftly and bowed his head. "My Lord, we came as quickly as we could. The village remains secure, the guard units and wolves were left behind to protect it."
Lumberling's eyes swept over the gathered warriors. Grokk's chest still heaved from the rush, but his stance was solid. Karnark carried his usual fire, while Kaeldron held his silence like a shield. The lizardmen, though rough-edged, stood sharp and eager.
