Chapter 60

• “Very good. The enemy has bitten the bait,” Xiao muttered beside me.
• We observed the fight on the borders in one of the watchtowers, our hands on our backs as the fight turned completely in our favor the moment Fenrir joined the battle. I eyed the carriage at the back of the rebels’ army, thinking the one in charge must be inside, and how flustered he must be seeing the current state of the army he led to their deaths. As Fenrir swooped the battlefield clean of the trolls, a human soldier on horseback ran to the carriage. It was too far to see, but they were talking to the person inside.
• A few moments later, the soldier runs to the front and screams one word. The word we knew we’d hear soon enough.