The sunlight was like a bright sharp sword, piercing through the mist. On the highlands, flowers carpeted the ground, and the river flowed brilliantly like silver. Yet, from the forest emerged rows upon rows of long spears cutting through the fog, and the highland infantry advanced in unison, clad in armor. Countless swallowtail banners and spear banners came into view one after another, each painted with the shield emblem of their leading knight, from lions to pelicans, thorns to garlands, none were repeated.
Finn Column, Constantine Column, Blei Formation, the Northern Alliance was assembling, long spears stood mightier than forests on the flower-bloomed plains, the snow-white spear tips slightly rising and falling with the breaths of the noble infantry, weaving a shining ribbon miles away.
