The scene is set, with Aeryon, Mayeux, Belarion, and Durka, along with their formidable cavalry force, positioned just outside the city walls.
The atmosphere is charged with anticipation and determination. The city of Nurshira on the other hand, is tense and bracing for the impending clash.
Aeryon stands at the forefront, looking at the city walls.
His gaze is focused, his mind calculating the next moves in this battle.
Mayeux, his trusted advisor, sits on horseback to his left.
Belarion his sworn brother, exudes eagerness for battle. His desire to test his strength against the city's defenders is palpable, his confidence unwavering.
Durka, the chief of the Duhai tribe, stands as a loyal vassal to Aeryon and positioned himself behind Aeryon
His tribe allegiance adds to the formidable force that Aeryon is now commanding
And behind them, a sea of ten thousand warriors on horseback awaits orders.
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