~At war with the southern kingdom~ "Milord..." Vox spoke with confidence. He saw the look of concern on their face, worried if he would make it out of the war. The Southern Kingdom had many warriors and knights, yet Vox was the most skilled in the Northern Kingdom. "I promise, I will come back. I will come back with the blood of 10,000 on my sword. We'll make sure of it." He reassured them. The Lord, Their Grace, or Milord as they called the ruler, was concerned. For the people and Knights.