A few days later, all the noble families of the Empire had finally gathered within the enormous military encampments established near the border regions, and the scale of the gathering was so massive that even Ethan could not help but feel slightly impressed when he looked across the endless sea of soldiers stretching far beyond what the eye could easily see.
Everywhere banners fluttered beneath the cold wind while army after army marched across the vast training grounds in disciplined formations, and nobles from every corner of Arcadia stood alongside their personal forces waiting for further orders while countless officers moved back and forth organizing supplies, assigning positions, and preparing for the coming war.
The atmosphere felt heavy.
Everyone understood that this battle would determine the future of the Empire.
