Chapter 973 Before The Storm

• In the cold wind, the soldiers stood tall and proud, facing the sky without flinching. Even though the snow on their heads was three inches thick, they remained unmoved, not even blinking.
• In the chilly wind, their hands, unprotected by gloves, turned red from the cold. Their uniforms swayed in the fierce wind, but their military posture remained impeccable, rooted to the ground like solid rocks, unaffected by the winds from all directions.
• This was the military might of Tyrand, the grace of the Black Armor.