The sound of horses’ hooves rapidly approaching brought the knights to their feet. Yosephine and Archnatum reigned in their mounts at the edge of camp. Their worried expressions could only mean one thing, the demonic army they sought had been found. Archnatum’s shrill Gnomish voice was rambling too excitedly for any to understand him. It was Yosephine who rallied the men and women of this elite Calvary.

“Knights of Azeroth, the army we sought already has an overwhelming lead. They are bearing towards the fort where many of our brethren and sisters are fighting for their lives! If we do not make haste, they will all be killed. We must not let this happen!”

The weight of her words stirred the hearts of the soldiers. In what seemed only a moment, the Elite Company of Knights were mounted. Standing atop his armored stallion, Archnatum screamed out the order for all to follow him. Suddenly, the air filled with the thunderous noise of charging horses. Every Knight knew they must overtake the opposition. Countless lives depended on them. Yet even as they pursued their quarry, Yosephine’s heart ached. The distance was too great. A feeling of hopelessness began to creep in…They weren’t going to make it in time.