With my army, we speedily marched towards the North Mountains. After a few minutes, we arrived at the borders of the mountains. In the distance, I saw Krosgund - the Patriarch of the Wyverns. It seems he was scouting the area for any ambushes. I urged Blackie to fly ahead. Once Krosgund noticed our presences, he and a few of his brethren flew out to meet us.

"Krosgund, I'm sorry I wasn't able to convince my guild to help. However, I was able to create my own army to reinforce you." I replied as soon as we met in the middle.

"Really, that's wonderful!" Krosgund roared happily, "We welcome this much needed help. Come! Let's head towards the main camp."

"Ah, yes. Here's your scale back."

"Oh, that's alright. You keep it. Maybe in the future, you'll have some use for it. Come, no more wasting time. Let's go."

With a few signals, I gestured my army to follow suit. As we traveled deeper and deeper into the mountains, I couldn't help but notice a sensation of disappointment aimed at my back. When, I sneaked a peek over my shoulder, I could see the three other Wyverns casting disdain glares at my back. Blackie had also noticed the glares and was about to snap at them when I reached over and patted him on the neck, urging him to ignore them. Can't blame them...after all, we humans were in a sort of enmity with them just a few months ago. Some people will hold grudges despite alliances, and I'm sure Wyverns are the same. Guess I can only try my best to prove to them my trustworthiness. Anyways, minutes later, we had arrived at the main camp. I looked around and grimaced...as I expected, the Wyverns had took a huge loss in the recent war. There, in front of us, were a measly 200 Wyverns...there were even some young Wyverns in the midst.

I turned towards Krosgund and whispered, "Is this all the able-bodied warriors you can manage?"

"Unfortunately, yes. Will there be a problem?"

"Hmmm...." I replied as I scratched my head and looked around. "Currently, I don't think we have a good chance of success."

"Even with your army? How much are we talking about?"

"Around 50%. However, if you can let me handle the strategic commands, then I'll be able to manage about 70%."

"70%...fine. We'll follow through with what you say."

"Good, in that case, we should...." I trailed off as I spoke about one of many strategies and backup strategies we will be using during the siege.

It was late in the afternoon when we finished our strategic meeting. I looked at Krosgund one more time and sternly asked if he understood everything. When he nodded his head, I clapped his shoulder and wished him good luck. Krosgund bowed towards me out of respect and turned to leave. Once Krosgund left to command his troops and explain the strategies we will be using, I mentally communicated with my subordinates and prepared them for what's to come. Tonight...our first strategy will begin!

As night fell, I sent the young Desert Worm in my army to scout ahead. While the Desert Worm scouted the fortress, I turned towards the others and asked once more if they understood the plan. As soon as the Desert Worm comes back with information of the number and the position of the guards, we will begin an attack on five sides. They nodded that they understood. I clapped once in satisfaction and ordered them to divide themselves into seven groups based on their abilities. After a couple minutes of waiting, the young Desert Worm came back. I asked him what he had found out from the scouting. The young Desert Worm glanced at me murmured. There were around twenty guards per side and judging by the tremors on the ground, there were roughly a thousand Firebirds moving about from within the fortress. Of course, this is a rough estimate as the young Desert Worm wasn't sure how many were sleeping.

Okay, its within my expectations. I signaled to Krosgund that it was time to move out. First off, the seven groups will get into positions. The first two groups will attack the front gate. One group consists of the toughest warriors with the most health - I'll nickname them the Shield Group - and the other group consists of the strongest warriors with the most damage output - I'll nickname them the Sword Group. Then, three groups of balanced proportions will be placed on each of the other gates. They will be called the Hammer A, Hammer B, and Hammer C groups. The next group will consist of the fastest flying warriors. I will name this group the Arrow Group. Finally, the last group will consist of me and my direct subordinates. I name this group the Spear Group. We will also be positioned before the front gate.

Once the groups were in position, I signaled for the Shield Group to begin attacking. The Shield Group, led by one of the Wyvern Elders, charged into the front gates after raising up a storm and drawing a lot of attention. As the Shield Group clashed with the front gates, many Firebird warriors congregated at the front gate to ward off the Shield Group. I quickly scanned the enemy numbers and noted that at least five hundred Firebirds were focused there. Quickly, I gave a mental order, telling the Hammer Groups to begin attacking the other three sides. After receiving my message, the three groups began to attack. Because most of the enemies were focused on the initial attack at the front gate, they were caught off guard by the attacks at the other gates. As the enemies distributed themselves and rushed towards the three gates, I waved my hand and signaled the Sword Group to attack as well. The Sword Group, led by Krosgund, charged forward and placing significant pressure on the front gate.

As casualties on both sides rose steadily, the fighting on the four sides had reached a stalemate. I immediately ordered the sixth group to attack. The Arrow Group, originally circling the fortress from above, immediately nosedived towards the fortress's center. Swiftly, they descended into enemy territory and started attacking the Firebirds who had their backs turned away from them. The Arrow Group consisted of a number of Firebird warriors and their main goal was to cause mass confusion from within as well as trying to open the gates from the inside. More and more lives were taken in this war until all of a sudden, the front gate trembled and peeked open. The Arrow Group had succeeded!

"Spear Group! The front gates are open, charge!" I roared as I led my group forward, piercing through the groups of battle-worn warriors. With a fierce punch, I smashed the gates apart and rammed my way through. We're in!