The alliance army numbered over thirty thousand, while the Bloodvein army was slightly above seven thousand.
Naturally, their instinctive fear kicked in, so they started to panic.
However, Kent just sat calmly in the air, watching the incredibly large army march toward them, their evil intent visible in their eyes.
"Looks like every last one of them is committed to this battle," Kent said to himself with a sigh. "What a pity. I would have been slightly merciful. But looking at your intent, it's best I put you down."
Thus, Kent continued to watch as the army approached and stopped a kilometer from them. The moment they halted, the tribe chiefs and elders, alongside their generals from the Dreadclaw and Soulshroud tribes, stepped forward.
On the Bloodvein side, Tribe Chief Malthar and the elders also stepped forward. Kent, who was seated on a branch, saw Velyra preparing to move forward, so he gave her the go-ahead.
