"There is no plan. We go there, and we will try our best to kill the warlord and reduce his forces to the smallest size that we can," Atrox said.
"But... but they will be expecting us!" Eamon said.
Atrox's eyes turned to him. "And? It stops nothing. We are also expecting them to send assassins to us, but instead of assassins, we will do the work ourselves."
"We will go in my tower. It will make us unseen until we drop above them. Takoda, you focus on the warlord while I try to do as much damage to their army."
Atrox forced himself to smile. "This is not a serious mission. It is simply a way for us to deal with them in return. A warning, if you must. It is not one where we must kill. We are going there to deal damage."
"What about us?" Slya asked.
Atrox frowned at her. "You remain in my tower. The same goes for Tiber. Unless you have wide-range attacks, the only reason I'm participating is because of the tower."
