The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 288

"What kind of trouble?"

"People have arrived outside the city, quite special ones. Lucan has sent me to escort you to the city gates immediately."

"Special? In what way?"

"You'll see when we get there. Lady Eyla, will you join us?"

"Let's take a look."

Godfred led Alavin and Eyla, gliding low over the ancient city, to the city gates. The gates were tightly shut, the wall guards were ready for battle, and the atmosphere was tense.

A mighty roar echoed across the wilderness – a pride of majestic golden lions, strong and valiant, approached Stormcast with the dawn light. Their presence was powerful, their roars were thunderous, and their golden fur shimmered. There was an undeniable majesty about them. They moved slowly but exuded an overwhelming aura, causing the grass within a kilometer to bow down.

Lucan was on edge, alert for any threat. Atop each lion sat a figure wrapped in a white cloak, their silence and solemn gazes fixed on Stormcast.

As Alavin and Eyla reached the city wall, they, too, were struck by the scene before them. The commanding presence was both real and intense.

The leading three golden lions were immense. Their roars pierced the morning silence. Flames of gold engulfed their bodies, burning fiercely, warping the space around them. The lions behind stayed a few steps back, respecting their dominance.

"Sunfire Lions!" Eyla exclaimed in surprise, peering intently. "By the gods, Sunfire Lions! Could they be from the Blessed Citadel?"

"You know of them?" Alavin asked. His guard was up, for Stormcast could ill afford a war.

"The Blessed Citadel is the heart of the Royal Realm, the cornerstone of its prosperity, and the most formidable weapon against other Kingdoms. What brings them to the Northlands?"