The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 221

Six nights hence, in the deep of night, the last of over two hundred thousand townsfolk safely fled the depths of the shadowy woods.

After six migrations, fraught with tension but free of harm, many of the Mallister family's guards were wounded, but thankfully, none were in mortal peril.

All rejoiced heartily, their cheers not truly erupting until they had left the embrace of Cloudveil Woods, breathing at last the sweet air of deliverance. Many embraced, weeping with joy, for their trials had ended, and it was time to return home.

The Mallisters scarcely rested, making rounds in the camp to console and comfort their people, as excitement and jubilation filled the vast encampment.

"Where's the team sent to scout the old town?" Alavin, not pausing to rest, sought out Lucan for a report.

"They've been returning with updates on schedule until today. They haven't returned yet," Lucan shared. He was also waiting for the hundred-man team that was due back at dawn, yet they were nowhere to be seen.

"What's the attitude of the mercenaries in the city?"

"Arrogant as can be! We've spread the word of the news, but none have left. Their shops and pleasure houses are still bustling. Some do not believe Cobalt Strike will pardon the Mallisters, while others reckon we'll need them to rebuild Stormcast and will invite them to stay and continue their trade."

Grima snorted, "Looks like we'll have to clash steel and spill some blood to make them see sense."

"Let's not rush to battle. Uncle Lucan, you stay and watch over the camp. I'll head to the old city to assess the situation."

"Tonight?"

"The sooner we resolve the situation in the old city and have our people settled, the safer they'll be. Every day outside the walls is a day of danger," Alavin said, his heart heavy with the weight of responsibility as he gazed upon the sea of tents.

Godfred spoke up, "My lord, let me take some clever lads to protect you."

"Let's go!" Alavin did not delay, shouldering his ancient sword and plunging into the darkness.

"Decisive as ever, my lord," chuckled Godfred, signaling his comrades to follow swiftly.

"Nothing will go wrong," Grima worried.

"Godfred is careful in his ways. Be at ease, he'll keep the young master safe," Lucan expressed his confidence in Godfred.