「Early morning.」
The official road was lined with ancient trees, their canopies so dense they blotted out the sun. Thick, green vines coiled up their trunks, and branches and leaves intertwined overhead. Vibrant wildflowers, still wet with morning dew, dotted the landscape, filling the air with their sweet fragrance.
Squads of heavily armored cavalrymen approached. They rode small, hardy, jet-black steeds, with Wugu Bows slung across their backs and hands resting on the hilts of their Battle Swords. They were clad in White Bull Rock Armor, and their helmets were topped with a small, rhino-like horn.
In addition, six Soldiers rode a single war chariot, rumbling along in a vast procession. The chariot, resembling some sort of mechanical transport, was piled high with neat stacks of Armor and weapons. A linen cloth was draped over the cargo, but where the sun caught an occasional exposed corner, it revealed a faint, bone-chilling glint.
