บท 395: Why Here?

The whistling echoed loudly, but these lands were not that of Belliste, the many warriors of the undead vanguard were all gathered together, tightly in formation, grouped up according to their respective castes, the rank and file soldiers, rank and file mages, Loimoisian knights, paladins, priests, beasts, specialists, highly skilled and equipped to deal with all sorts of terrains and situations.

And amongst them, many headhunters garbed in black, only a handful diverting from this colour palette, this particular caste was hand-crafted by Loimos himself, and although not yet perfected, showed much promise for the future, at the moment however, those that had been dispatched in Belliste were not reaping much success, the heads they collected were mostly that of wild creatures, indeed, the strength of a regular warrior of Belliste was high.