At this point the sun was well high in the sky, scorching whoever it was upon and its red light was upon the battle as Cyrus led his army on. His heart raced like the beats of the horses of the Ghysem warriors following him. Drusus and Theo stood on his left and right respectively, serious expressions etched on their faces and both staring ahead to the for any sign of the Southern pack.

Finally, they met with Xeik.

Cyrus shouted, over the hollering of soldiers and it was a battle cry to the ...