"Which one is Losa?"
"That one wearing the Kuman-style mask helmet?"
Groups of nobles left the camp, heading out to meet them, whispering among themselves. Many were Crusader nobles from the North, who had long heard of Losa's renowned name but had never seen him in person.
"Look at that Double-headed Eagle!"
"He's at the very center of the formation!"
Losa's position was at the very center of the entire army.
Behind him were two Winged Cavalry, following closely, holding riding spears with Square Banners. The Double-headed Eagle emblem fluttered with the flag as if coming to life, soaring.
Losa raised his palm to signal the army to halt and rest, with the sound of the graceful horns rippling down the ranks. The massive army resembled a giant's limbs, stopping gradually with Losa's command.
He rode forth from the formation, his cape flapping in the wind, with the gold-embroidered Dragon Head pattern shining even brighter under the blazing sun.
