The Glory of the Eag

Although the front line troops were retreating piecemeal, the entire battlefield soon crumbled with them. Even the emperor himself could not stop this rout.,The mother, sitting at the head of the bed, anxiously and painfully watched her sick son, occasionally calling out to him.,“Aegron, are you alright” the lady in her Western finery asked, her face etched with both tears and a surprised smile.。