Outside Themelot, large armies were stationed on the roads heading to the city as well as any traversable terrains, cutting the city from the rest of the world.
On the walls of this city, soldiers of the city adopted a ready position. They were ready in case this massive army circling them commenced an assault. They were also wary, though. They knew their number was much less than the opponents. Not to mention the siege weapons that started arriving yesterday. They were not optimistic about their chance of protecting the city.
The leaders of these soldiers were observing the situation. They grouped on the wall directly above the main gate. Among them was a tall and broad armored knight, Arther Pendrake. If there was anyone who could resolve the situation, it was this person.
Yet, in the opposite force, Duchess Isabelle stood ready. The roles between these two had switched from the time when Therribus sieged Fort Garadhor. The two wondered how fate could sometimes be so ironic.
