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He couldn't hear anyone else's voice.
General Leonard had already placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.
An abnormal quiet.
It was too quiet.
Even the howling gale seemed to have stopped, as birds and beasts altogether fell silent, creating a strange and eerie stillness.
An inexplicable fear seized everyone's spirit, a tremor that came from the depths of their souls.
General Leonard was the first to notice the anomaly; years of battle intuition told him that something was terribly wrong.
"Cotter, come to my side quickly! Everyone else, hold your positions and form up, watch out for an attack! Stay alert and be ready to face the enemy!"
He instinctively clutched his weapon, his bronze face tense, calling out in a low voice.
Cotter immediately came to the commander's side, his sword already unsheathed, its blade flickering with a cold light.