As Ate was recovering from the shock from the news he had just received, another commotion was heard coming from outside. It seemed like there were more soldiers approaching the area.

In walked more soldiers, but they were dressed differently from Tioche and his squad. They walked straight toward Cueball and immediately kneeled in front of him.

"Sire," said the commanding officer of the second squad. Ate and Cueball looked at each other again. He rose. "I am Hodill, Captain and commanding officer of the White Wolves, second platoon of the army of Prince Ragnar."

Tioche drew his weapon and his squad did the same. "Followers of Ragnar, prepare to die!"

Hodill and his platoon sprang up and drew their weapons as well, preparing for combat. Everyone stared in surprise.

Ate and Cueball jumped into the foray immediately with their weapons held tightly, causing the enemy armies to stop their advances.

"See?" said Sven.

"But Sven," said Raziel. "They were just going to fight."

Sven boomed out in laughter. "You are right my friend. You are right indeed."