UNEXPECTED IDENTITY

As the dust began to settle on the battlefield, Lord Mordian and Lord Barthine Loust exchanged weary yet triumphant glances.

The unexpected intervention of the Elerian warriors had turned the tide of battle in their favor, saving Prodloust from the clutches of Quanian annexation.

Amidst the aftermath of the chaotic struggle, a presence drew their attention.

Among the Elerian horsemen, a mounted soldier stood out, his demeanor exuding an air of command and authority.

Even from a distance, it was clear that he was the leader of this formidable force, and his presence was a beacon of hope and strength.

As the Bauthinian soldiers continued to regroup, Lord Mordian and Lord Barthine Loust's eyes were drawn to the mounted leader.

His attire spoke of his status and prowess. He wore intricately designed chain mail that gleamed even in the dim moonlight, each link a testament to the craftsmanship that had gone into its creation.

His helmet was a work of art in itself, adorned with elegant