Dragon’s Pit [2]

The cool morning air swept through the rocky terrain as three steeds came to a halt on the high ridge overlooking the Old Valley.

Craig, flanked by Ser Hughway on his right and Ser Damian on his left, sat comfortably atop his white warhorse, looking down at the landscape below.

The Old Valley was a striking sight—a dramatic expanse where rugged, charcoal-grey rock formations thrust upward through a thick carpet of emerald greenery and wild moss.

Situated only a few dozen kilometers away from Heaven's Net Castle and neighboring the historic Old Central Town, it had once been a quiet, secluded region.

But over the past month, it had transformed into one of the most heavily fortified, fiercely guarded locations in the entire Myrain Viscounty.

Patrols of armed knights and elite sentries crested every ridge, their polished armor glinting beneath the sun.