No matter how the results of several hours of training turned out, at least in front of the not-too-distant border, everyone in the refugee group was quite capable of taking action.
All those who could pick up a weapon were organized into formations, wearing all sorts of armor.
Some had only a breastplate, others only chainmail pants, and these armors had become rusty from neglect after the battles, making a harsh 'creaking' sound when moving.
This was the extent to which the refugees could arm themselves within their means.
The clamor and excitement gradually faded from the refugees.
Just as Lann predicted, after feeling the steel they wore and gripped, the feeling born was not reassurance.
Because they all knew that the gear on the Niflgaard people was superior, and those people were more skilled.
So they began to breathe heavily, walking only a few steps before their mouths went dry and they were exhausted from panic and tension.
