The sight of that convoy sent a chill down my spine that had nothing to do with the mountain air.
The Savage Communion wasn't just another hostile faction or territorial dispute. They were one of the Five Cults—organizations with power equivalent to entire continents, capable of opposing civilized nations through sheer overwhelming force. The Western Continent had been locked in a perpetual state of barely controlled conflict with them for centuries, a grinding war of attrition that consumed enormous resources just to maintain the current stalemate.
