On the other side of the battle, far from the territory of the eastern duke, there is another war going on. Though the only difference is that the flow of victory is leaning towards the Aileenians. The children of the southern duke felt their heart skip as more injuries piled up in their infirmary. Capable hands began to thin out leaving them no options whom to put in the frontline.
"Just what is going on.....what are those people, why couldn't we fight them!"
Dante one of the south's general exclaimed in frustration and helplessness.
"Calm down Dante more enemies are coming" a voice filled resolution break free from the soldiers agitated words.
"Young master"
The general look at his side and saw Odysseus, child of their duke Gilgamesh.
"When will the reinforcement arrive?"
The boy asked as he equip his weapon, though his body was drenched in blood it didn't hinder the noble aura that exclude from his body.
