The Mûmakîl broke through the dense jungles of the east with pure force. It was late, midnight perhaps, many of the Easterling soldiers in the towers high atop the Oilphaunts slept as a few others kept watch over the sides. They had a clear objective, to bee-line for the Sea of Rhûn to meet up with a larger force to set up an attack heading to the south-west, against unsuspecting forces of Rohirrim. The towers of the eastern men reached above he tree line, and the guards atop could see for miles. Sherkoz III was amongst these tower watchers, eyeing the area surrounding their walking tower.
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