All across the Kingdom of Britannia, the bells of war rang nonstop.
The alarm spread far and wide, soon reaching the capital. It forcibly woke everyone at the break of dawn, and even the King was no exception.
It was a matter of great urgency.
The seventy-year-old King of Britannia, Augustus Vi Britannia, was quickly briefed on the current state of affairs. Halfway through the report, he almost coughed up a mouthful of blood after hearing that his kingdom was being invaded from two fronts.
"What did you say?!" the King shouted. "The Helion Army and the Barbarians, along with the Beastmen, are invading from the north and the west?!"
"Yes, Your Majesty," the Prime Minister replied. "As we speak, the Blue Dragon General and the White Tiger General have mobilized their forces to stop their advance. But I fear it will take some time before they reach their destination."
