CHAPTER 4-The Last patrol.

The following day started just like the last day, except Gazla managed to get up in good time and have some breakfast. He met Leanthra outside the Marble Bridge eatery again, not much was said in reflection of the night before, they both greeted each other with a warm smile and they set off once again to towards the Batallia downs.

"You get home alright last night," asked Gazla.

"Yes, even though you did virtually walk me to my door" replied Leanthra

"Oh yes haha"

The two of them took the same route as last time thought the baron landscape of the Batallia downs. Nothing much had changed, it was a gloomy as always.

They were talking once again, getting to know each other better. They stopped talking for a minute as they had arrived at the same spot where they had encountered the Goblin Pathfinder.

"Listen..." Gazla whispered. Leanthra stood rigid; eyes wide open, looking around for any sign of movement.

"I hear nothing," she said.

"Me neither...strange huh."

A Deathly silence shrouded the Batallia downs. Not a sound could be heard, the buzzing of Mayflies, the whistle of the wind, Sound did not exist here.

"Ok lets keep moving ok Gazla"

"SHHH wait...I heard something" Gazla said.

The two of them scanned the area and still it remained motionless.

"There it is again!" whispered Gazla

"Yes! I heard it two. It sounded like thunder".

But there was no lightning; the two of them waited for the sound to come again, Gazla clutching his sword in anticipation. The thunder sound occurred again, and again and became more frequent as it got louder.

Then suddenly Gazla ran.

"Wait! Where are you going!?"Leanthra called.

Gazla was running towards a small mound with a section of broken wall on it, he had to see what was on the other side because he knew it wasn't thunder. He ran up the small mound of grass and the wind began to pick up. Leanthra watched him with a look of suspense on her face what Gazla was doing. As he reached the top, he lifted his head and gasped. At first he staggered at the site and the look of sheer horror on his face said it all. There, about half a mile in front of him, he saw the invading forces of the Beastmen. Thousands of Orcs scattered across the misty horizon were marching towards him and Leanthra.

"Oh my god" he whispered to himself.

Leanthra gulped as Gazla turned to her and raced down the hillside.

"RUNNN!" he yelled as he reached Leanthra.

"WHAT? Gazla what is it!?"

"It's the Beastmen, we are being invaded!"

The two of them ran as fast as they could towards Jeuno. 10 minutes later they had arrived and proceeded to the mayors office where the ambassadors for each nation were gathered. Gazla and Leanthra burst through the doors.

"Orcs to the West!!! Thousands of them!" Leanthra shouted

"Are you sure about this? Said the small Tarutaru from Windhurst.

"Of course we're bloody sure, there are at least two thousand of them!"

Just then, two other people came crashing through the door.

"Beastmen are approaching from the East sir!" said the shaken adventurer.

"We must send word for aid! You there!" commanded a Jeuno official as he pointed at the shaken adventurer. "Gather adventurers to go to the other 3 nations by airship and call for aid. HURRY!" the man raced out the room and towards Upper Jeuno.

The ambassadors entered the mayor's office and told him he situation. The mayor walked out to where Gazla and Leanthra were standing, they saluted as he stepped out.

"So we are surrounded," asked the mayor.

"Yes sir" murmured the San d'orian ambassador.

There was a brief silence as the mayor paced around the room and then stopped facing a wall where a picture of Jeuno hung.

"Sir what are you orders?." Asked a man in the corner.

The mayor continued to look at the wall for a few seconds and then turned and murmured:

"Prepare for battle..."