Chapter 199: Surveying weaknesses

The crisp morning air crackled with a nervous energy as Lucian assembled a small contingent of his most trusted men in the heart of Haverbrocks' bustling market square. The rising sun cast long shadows across the cobbles, painting the scene in a stark contrast of light and dark. A sense of urgency hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the impending war that loomed on the horizon. Lucian stood tall before his chosen companions, his face etched with a determined resolve. Among them were William,the baker's son, his youthful enthusiasm now tempered with a steely resolve. Beside him stood Thomas, the weathered veteran, his face a mask of stoicism, but his single, piercing blue eye held a glint of unwavering loyalty. Others included seasoned hunters, their faces lined with experience, and a few sturdy farmers, their calloused hands gripping rough-hewn axes. "Men," Lucian boomed, his voice ringing out across the square, "we stand on the precipice of a dark age. The Empire's war machin