Victor soared above the air currents that his Giant Golden Eagle generated effortlessly, his eyes scanning the battlefield with the advantage only an elite aerial tamer like him could obtain.
Beneath his feet, the impressive kilometer and a half long abyss bridge stretched, the last connection between the two parts of the human world, supporting itself from both sides to traverse the impossible depth of the void. Its twin lanes were divided by a small low wall that separated directions, designed to precisely control the flow of goods between the kingdoms.
But now, instead of merchants and caravans coming and going, Yino troops marched in standard formation across both lanes, transforming the massive structure's 'round-trip flow' into a unidirectional tide of war.
'Cunning bastards,' Victor thought while evaluating the enemy force. 'They didn't wait even a second for us to be ready to stop them.'
