The eastern sun peeked in the morning twilight.

The red fiery orb rose over the faraway horizon. Dawncrest, being the tallest pinnacle of the Mount of Divinity range, was the first to be swathed in a bright scarlet luster like a sword drenched in blood, gleaming vivaciously in the early red dawn.

More than a thousand meters west of Dawncrest, a field of black filled the meadows and the plains. The coalition rode forth like a dark ominous storm, all of them ...