The climb up the ridge took a little while.
The path was uneven and covered with loose stones, but the soldiers moved through it like it was nothing. Isaac and Alice followed Gael while the rest of the troops surrounded them in a loose formation. No one pointed weapons at them, yet the distance between every soldier was measured carefully. It was the kind of formation used when escorting something uncertain.
When they finally reached the top, Isaac understood why Gael had said the main force was waiting above the ridge.
The vice general was impossible to miss.
She stood at the center of a small clearing surrounded by soldiers. Her body was massive, easily three times the size of a normal person. Brown rock plates formed her limbs and torso, layered in thick segments that looked less like a golem and more like some kind of stone armor built for a giant warrior.
Isaac narrowed his eyes slightly.
