Allocer nodded excusing Vonothar and Marza. Her turned and motioned for his captains to assume their positions, leading the humans amongst his army, and the larger monstrosities that filled in spacious ranks, began pounding on their drums of war. "Come with Vonothar and Merza. When you arrive, the summoning ritual will be in place. I will need all capable Yuabas, yourself included, Vonothar, and perhaps Merza if she is capable present. This will be a spell beyond imaginable proportions. Do not be late," he growled flaring his eyes sparking them to ignite in a golden fire, "for every moment we wait preparing, the accursed chosen are becoming accustomed to their powers. For all we know, Gaius is training them as we speak." His eyes shifted else where as the drums had become more and more rhythmic and thunderous instilling the beastmen with a trans like focus. This is all your fault, Gaius...
"Go, Berina" his eyes had ceased to fire and his tone became the once more commanding one it was before ,"do not fail me." He turned and began descending the courtyard and stood ahead of his army. Allocer rose his arm and an echoing silence as the last drum was struck reverberated across the land. "March" he said in a near whisper and all the soldiers beneath his command barked in unison causing some of the werewolves to tense in shock and fear. The rhythmic patterns of the drums of war were drowned out by the stomping hooves of the warriors of Allocer as they began their steady walk to Belgaphor's sarcophagus