Cassandra didn't stay long, no more than 20 minutes, but it was enough to time to calm her nerves and allow her to regain her natural imposing demeanour.
She remined Leo and Frost to stay safe as well as ordered them to keep an eye on Douglas, to make sure he doesn't get out of bed before Gilianna gives the ok before returning to her duties.
Once she left Leo took over the command centre in place of his father and Hamon- who was now resting- and his first order was for Frost to immediately help out on the northern wall.
They couldn't have everyone simply vamoose from their stations and rest while there was a lapse in the waves. That was impractical and insanely dangerous. The waves could start up again at any moment, faster than they'd be able to reman their stations.
Thus during the resting stages the reserves were on call, mainly made up the slightly weaker soldiers, adventurers and volunteers as well as a contingent of elites. Two majors and several captains, weaker than their usual line-up but still a force to be reckoned with.
Given that Frost was still raring to go and full of pep Leo immediately put him to work. Frost guarded on top the wall with his eyes peeled for any signs of movement, eagerly awaiting the next battle.
4 hours later there was rustling in the trees and quakes in the ground, the monsters were on the move once again.
Baaaaadooooonn! Baaaadooooonn!
In response a loud war horn was sounded on the northern wall alerting everyone in the town. Those who were resting rapidly opened their eyes before getting up and heading to the wall. To save time they all slept in their armour and with their weapons and equipment by their sides.
Frost gripped his glaive with tensed fists as a wild smile started to grow on his lips and anticipation filled his eyes. His heart started thumping loud and clear, his muscles quivering desperate to be let loose.
Hamon, Bastion, Ryuu and the other majors swiftly arrived on top the wall and by Frost's side with Bastion and Hamon placing a hand on his shoulders.
"Relax lad there'll be plenty of fight to be had, they're not going anywhere." Hamon chuckled finding Frost's eagerness amusing.
Frost turned to Hamon.
"Colonel where am I stationed?" He asked desperate to jump into the thick of it.
Hamon looked hard at Frost and his tensed fists before gazing out beyond the wall, running numerous calculations in his head.
The first line of monsters rushed out of the trees during this time. Dozens of wolves and leopards, fast and aggressive beasts that could rapidly cross the gap to the northern wall. Following them where a contingent of hard hitters, D-rank armoured lizards. Beasts with thick scales perfect for enduring arrow fire.
The monster lines had strict purpose, no longer was there mad bull rushing, tossing everything all at once.
Hamon frowned as he saw this before looking towards Ryuu and Jessie.
"Looks like we won the momentum first." Hamon muttered with a smile while his eyes focused on what still lay behind the trees, a nagging feeling somehow wrapping around his heart.
The battle raged on, and monsters continued to charge out from the Northrend forest without end but Frost held his ground at the forefront. His wide and strong back leading the charge as his glaive adorned in chilling flames cut down foe after foe as though he'd never tire.
The younger soldiers and adventurers couldn't help but occasionally glance his way, their hearts encouraged. Frost though only being a recent arrival had already become a strong support for them.
Major Bullen witnessed all of this with wide eyes.
'The kid's got some real talent in leadership, even I feel the desire to follow him into battle.'
It'd be weird if Frost didn't have strong charisma, he was effectively both a commander and a king. Before coming to Furano he lead his monsters at the forefront in defence of his own territory so of course he picked up a few things.
Corpses quickly littered the battlefield once again though thanks to the gung-ho attitude of Frost, the vanguard team as well as Hamon's assisting orders few were piled up in front of the northern wall, no more staircase of flesh that made access the to walled troops easy pickings.
Hamon however no longer sported a smile but a pronounced frown.
'Something's off, I can smell it.' Hamon was quite confident in his instincts, instincts that had been grown through numerous battlefields. What started as just a nagging feeling around his heart -something that's always there during a war- now whispered in his ear, warning him of extreme danger.
He rapidly scanned the horizon, searching for certain entities.
Two low level B-ranks had revealed themselves so far as well as the youngest rindar but the older two were nowhere to be seen, a strangeness that shouldn't happen. The commander usually needs to be present and in the open so as to instil the greatest effect on both their allies and enemies.
The whispers and sense of danger suddenly magnified.
"Shit! Frost, Bullen pull back now!" Hamon roared out at the top of his lungs while at the same time empowering the many magic inscriptions drawn on his body.
Frost and Bullen had pushed forward thanks to their victories and were now fairly close to the Northrend forest, something they didn't even realise until Hamon roared out for them to pull back.
However the moment they froze, halting their momentum a venomous aura pounced out from the trees like an arrow, the target being Frost.
"Fuck!" Frost didn't have much time to react but thanks to Maya's no holds barred training his reaction speed allowed him to even follow those at A-rank. With deft precision he moved his glaive's shaft before his chest, protecting him from whatever was launched.
Don!
A loud don sounded from Frost's glaive as a spiked purple barb that was dripping green liquid crashed against it. Frost's nostrils were suddenly assaulted by a corrosive stench.
'Poison!'