Braving the downpour, the two climbed Vast Sea Mountain and reached the waterfall cascading down with a thunderous roar.
Figures stood on either side of the waterfall. These were, of course, the sentries stationed here. There were not many, only a dozen or so, but given their current strength, that was a considerable number.
From this high vantage point, they could see in every direction. They kept watch here, ready to light a smoke signal or wave flags at the first sign of trouble, alerting the Knight Army scattered around Creek Valley and surrounding it completely.
Besides these men, another figure stood there, looking somewhat weathered. Yet he exuded ease rather than the weariness of age, with the air of a master living in seclusion. Though his face was unclear, the strength rooted deep within him was palpable. This was, of course, Soxia.
"How are things?" Yetos asked a sentry.
"Reporting to the Knight Commander: based on the intelligence we have, they have neither detached any troops nor sent out any scouts. Their entire army of three thousand is gathered on Crescent Moon Rock in Creek Valley," he said.
Yetos nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Soxia. "Lord Viscount, can we begin?"
"Of course," he answered immediately. He seemed to have been waiting a long time, eager to let them witness what he could do.
As he spoke, Soxia waved the knights on either side back. At the same time, the Elemental Mark on his forehead slowly emerged, its brown light illuminating his entire face.
"Nameless, help me from the side. Use your elemental power to suppress any excess aura," he said.
Zeng Mu stepped back a few paces and nodded in understanding.
Soxia turned his palm downward, and a ball of brown light sank into the ground. He bent