BETA TIM’S POV

I rode away on my horse. I was leaving the battleground with my whole body filled with blood. Blood of our rivals, and even those of my men.

I have been here for almost a week now, fighting for as much as I could. Under the rain, the scorching sun, the snow, and even in the dark.

But they were undefeatable, those men from Pixolands. Strange to see that they came with their allies, the rogues, and the warriors from Wild Cloak. Be that as it may, I would make sure to look intensively into their cases as soon as we win this battle.

Win? Of course...