"We can't let the demons gather any further. We have to strike first."
Inside the Council Hall of Melandober, the capital of Andralina's forces of goodness known as the "Holy Town," the leaders of the fey, Holy Servants, and Rangers were locked in heated debate.
An exceptionally tall man waved his fist and shouted.
He was a Paladin of Lathander. Born into a noble family, he had set out on the path of adventure out of passion for justice and glory. After a series of accomplishments, he had heard the story of Andralina and come here full of enthusiasm.
Unlike most adventurers, the Paladin once known as Light Edge possessed outstanding military ability. Valuable as his personal fighting strength was, his command of military tactics and his keen judgment in battle were indispensable to Andralina's forces of goodness.
Over the past twenty years, his outstanding performance had gradually made him one of their principal commanders and earned him the honored name "Dawn's Light."
The sun god Lathander was known as the "Lord of Dawn." That this Paladin had been granted a name bearing "Dawn" spoke volumes about his excellence.
For years, he had gathered and analyzed intelligence on the demons. He knew the habits of the demonic army's commanders well.
Every commander of a demonic army had a style of warfare.
Claw, the Demon-Hunting Spider King, delighted in gathering vast numbers of Demon-Eaters and Quasits as a vanguard. Behind them came a black, seething mass of Manes that washed over the enemy like a tide.
Setting Sun, the Black Warrior, preferred to assemble a small force of powerful, elite demons, then seize an opportunity to charge straight toward Melandober. He and his loyal subordinates relished crushing a larger force with a smaller one.
Serpent-Haired, the Glabrezu, favored a regular army