Serena's POV:
As we arrived before the imposing gates of Fort Drakenfort, I ordered my soldiers to raise a white flag — a universal signal of truce and an invitation to negotiate. The battlefield, which moments ago was filled with the clamor of preparation, fell into a tense silence as all eyes turned toward the enemy fortress.
In response, the Mercenary King and Queen emerged from the towering stronghold. With a single leap, they descended from the battlements, landing with such force that the earth beneath them cracked and trembled. The sheer weight of their presence was overwhelming — an invisible pressure that bore down on everyone, even the most seasoned warriors. It was as if the battlefield itself held its breath.
