The city gates shook beneath the force of the approaching armies.
Lucien stood on the highest wall, staring into the distance.
Seven armies.
Seven banners.
Seven kingdoms swallowed by darkness.
Their soldiers marched without making a sound.
No battle cries.
No drums.
Only the endless sound of footsteps.
Seraphina stood beside him.
"They're here."
Lucien nodded.
"Yes."
Behind them, thousands of allied soldiers...