By the Tewar River, where the water grass is lush and sunlight is warm, lies one of the famous pastures of North Aisier, claimed to be the only place capable of breeding the purest and mightiest Aisier warhorses.
A well-equipped and well-trained Cavalry unit is stationed here. The neighing of the horses mixes with the howling wind, rendering the atmosphere somewhat noisy.
In this contingent of a thousand, almost every Cavalryman is clad in splendid armor featuring golden and shining silver hues interwoven with broad swaths of scarlet fabric, mounted on tall and powerful steeds, each bearing a Lance five to six meters long with a vivid flag fluttering at the tip.
What is most striking, though, are the giant wings on their backs, fashioned from metal frames and feathers.
——They are the Aisier Winged Cavalry, and indeed, Walter's most elite spearhead.
