Chapter 152: The Return Of the Warriors
The gates of Wyfn-Garde stood open, the evening casting long shadows across the cobbled road that led into the heart of the kingdom.
The sky, heavy with the promise of rain, rumbled ominously, and flashes of lightning streaked the horizon.
Yet, even the impending storm could not dlampen the spirits of the people.
The soldiers were returning home.
For six days and seven nights, the warriors of Wyfn-Garde had fought relentlessly.
Their victory was hard-earned, their bodies marked with the grime and blood of battle, but they returned as defenders of their land, their banners held high against the darkening sky.
In the village, the sound of horns echoed, a triumphant melody carried on the wind. Villagers poured into the streets, their cheers rising in waves as the first of the warriors came into view.
Children, clutching flowers hastily plucked from fields, darted forward to catch a glimpse of their fathers, uncles, and brothers.
Women, some with tears streaming down their faces, reached out, searching for familiar figures among the weary ranks.
"They’ve done it!" someone shouted, and the cry was taken up by others. "Wyfn-Garde stands strong!"
The warriors, though exhausted, managed smiles and waves. Their armor clinked with every step, and their weapons hung heavily at their sides.