The sky was overcast past noon, casting a heavy mood.
However, Aweit was not affected by the weather. He stood majestically outside the camp, looking at the open gates and the commander who had surrendered, a slight curve lifting the corners of his mouth.
He commanded authoritatively, disregarding the prostrated commander, and ordered his trusted aides to take him into custody. Then, thousands of Jaguar warriors, fully armed alongside tens of thousands of warriors, entered through the gates. They secured the gates and quickly occupied strategic points in the camp, finally disarming the camp warriors and gathering them together.
The legion's commander had surrendered, the legion's banner had fallen, the superior force of fellow warriors had entered the camp, the King's banner had appeared!