Verc travelled with his army for a week, and about halfway their destination—he separated with them.
The collective march had been steady and quiet up to that point, with the heavy boots of the orcs and the light footsteps of the dark elves keeping a rhythmic pace along the winding dirt paths of the western forest.
When they reached the designated fork in the road where the ancient trees began to thin out into separate trails, Verc pulled back on the reins of Bong, signaling a halt to the entire vanguard.
He went straight ahead, while the army split into two and went to the surrounding area of where Verc was going.
