When Casvan led the remaining knights and a small number of knight's squires to retreat onto Doomsday Mountain's path, what awaited them was not the welcoming support of the reserve troops.
The camp gate was tightly shut, and the sentry post was deserted.
"What's going on?! Where are the Didier people? Open the door quickly!"
The heavy horn sound echoed through the mountains.
"Toot~ Toot~"
The sound of a marching army came from the other end of Doomsday Mountain, and the sound of fragmented footsteps began.
"Boom boom boom~" The orderly footsteps overshadowed the calls of Casvan and others. At the edge of their vision, from the other side of the mountain, a military force appeared.
The first to appear were countless long spears and war axes, along with feathers on the helmets. After the troops advanced for a certain period, stout voices emerged from the mountain path.
"Advance! Descendants of Glarni!"
"Hey ha hoo~!"
"Draw your weapons!"
"Ha!"
