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Khao’khen wanted to prevent being in a dire situation where his preparations were lacking and would suffer its consequences. “Send word for Adhalia to start raising another army of Drakhars, preferably more than ten thousand in number. And also bring this to Drae’ghanna and she’ll know what to do with it.” The chieftain gave Haguk a task to complete to which the clan chief of the Warghen Clan was thankful for since it would be his chance to get away from his friend.

The quirk of Dhug’mhar was taking its toll on the sanity of Haguk and he really would like to get away from him for some time. They were good friend and allies even before they joined the banner of Khao’khen but they maintained minimal contact with each other and would only see each other if they were going to launch an attack or go on raids which would require their cooperation. Haguk would sometimes join in the fun of his friend’s narcissism but having to deal with it in daily basis was too much for him to handle.

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A few days after Adhalia received the message from the chieftain, she began recruiting men to form a more formidable army under her house and right away Baron Husani sent three thousand of his finest soldiers that he had to the her. Adhalia herself knew of the reason why the baron why the baron was doing his best and she wanted to make use of it to her advantage.

The stationed Drakhars at the territory of Baron Husani reciprocated the efforts of the baron in earning their favor as they trained his troops with the same method that they were trained with. Albeit the new troops of the baron were up to par to the eyes of the Drakhars who trained them, they are still a bit far off from the standard of Khao’khen if he was the one who would evaluate them.

The sudden deployment of the new troops of the baron alarmed the Drakhars who were tasked to keep an eye on him but after finding out the purpose of their deployment, they all gave off a sigh a relief since it was just a false alarm. They thought that the baron was mounting a rebellion and they were about to request for the aid of Siroh and Badz in the nearby territory.

Troops trickled in from the two territories to the south of the City of Alsenna with numbers easily over the ten thousand threshold. Right outside the walls of the city was a fort to facilitate the training of those who wanted to be called Drakhars and join the new army of the House of Darkhariss.

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Far to the north, Galum’nor was also busy training new warriors of the horde and there was already four warbands of Rakshas and six warbands of Yurakks available to be deployed and he was also under the process of training a new batch of warriors. The management of the city was none of his concern and the throng of their fellow orcs that came from the troubled north gave him some trouble but they were easily put in their place by his severe beatdowns of their proclaimed leaders.

Khao’khen didn’t know but his tribe was growing with each day that passes by and with the strength of Galum’nor, his rule over the orcs remained unshakeable as Galum’nor would always proclaim, “If you can’t even beat me then how would you fair against the chieftain that even five of us the strongest of the tribe can’t take down.”

And with how Galum’nor glorified and respected Khao’khen, the image that was painted into the heads of the new orcs that joined the ever-growing Tribe of Yohan was that of a powerful warrior who is closed to a demi-god or might even be more than a demi-god.

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After days of journey through the desert with minimal supplies, Ounephes and his troops finally managed to reach the territory of his household. Inside the office of his father, Ounephes had his head bowed down low as he listened to the scolding of his father.

“I gave you command of a mighty army and what did you do!?”

“You suffered defeat at the hands of a dead house!”

“You put the name of our family in shame!”

Ounephes wanted to cut off the words of his father and tell him that the House of Darkhariss is not dead and they are very much alive and with a strong army at that but he knew that trying to reason out with his father was useless and he just had to endure his reproach for the time being until he would calm down. Suphis also didn’t escape the harsh words of their father as he endured right beside his brother in silence.

After what felt like eternity, the old man of the Radames family finally got tired shouting at his sons and sat down upon his chair to have some rest and took a cup of wine to quench his dried throat. This was the moment that Ounephes was waiting for and he started explaining the situation to his father while he was still busy with the wine.