The two armies stood face to face, emanating an aura of ferocity.

The Delphine forces, having ridden relentlessly without rest or sustenance, were visibly exhausted. Yet their morale remained intact, bolstered by the presence of Kaien, the Kingdom’s Finest Sword, whom they believed would lead them to victory.

Likewise, the Fenris Cavalry radiated an unyielding fighting spirit. Despite being more fatigued from their previous battles, their confidence in Ghislain left no room for doubt—they believed they could win any fight with him by their side.

“Hmm.”

Ghislain glanced over his shoulder, his gaze calm and calculating. Kaien mirrored the gesture.