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By nightfall Yrael's troops had made it near to the Castle Valens, having broken away from the horde that still held Inea. They had traveled through the day with few rests to ensure their arrival at dawn, however, even from this distance the sounds of a battle could be heard. Yrael frowned. He had not received any order to attack the castle as of yet. Perhaps Gorain had gotten a message to do so. It mattered very little, if there was a battle to be fought, so be it. He urged his Nightmare forward, and ordered his men move faster toward the castle, ignoring the exhaustion from the march thus far.

Within moments he could see the might of Gorain's armies, but the tyrant was facing toward the trees, not the castle. Yrael looked around, unaware of the Rangers hiding in the forest.