Leela
When Eli stood, his voice boomed across the entire camp. Six thousand soldiers stood to attention, hanging onto his every word.
“My warriors. You honour me by bringing your blades, your fangs, your claws,” he roared.
His soldiers, men and women, howled together. My father’s army cheered alongside King Hector’s army.
“Allies, I thank you for joining us. Friends, family, warriors. Let us feast together. And tonight, we will show the Osha our famous Zamee hospitality.”
The roar of the crowd was deafening. He stood tall and proud, every inch of him built for war. And for me. He stalked towards Conin, who then went to Lucien and Alaric. They spoke quickly, grabbing Thorin, Viggo, Kai and a handful of men before disappearing towards the field where the battle would commence. My hear
