The Shilar Story (WIP)
The Shilar Story (Working Title) "Enemy mage! Take cover!" the Captain's voice boomed behind the advancing Fifth Company of the Sredinah Fourth Imperial Army. The soldiers scattered behind the shattered buildings of what once was the city of Leandric, raising their tower shields. In a few short moments, a hundred heavily armored men were now hiding behind ruined stone structures, destroyed by intense shelling over five days. Once, a great border city, a large trading hub of Sredinah’s North – now reduced to rubble and ash by the military machine of Imperial Siewersk. “Blasted Siewerski mages. Not even a decade ago, they were hated by their own nation. And now, they’re in their army!?” First Lieutenant Hader’s voice was drowned out by the explosions that were getting ever closer to the area where Sredinah soldiers were taking cover. “Permission to speak freely, sir?” asked Shilar, a tall soldier, in his early twenties with a massive scar streaking horizontally acro...