Polishing the spear while the camp sleeps. It’s quiet for now, but the air feels heavy—the Dead King’s shadow is creeping closer every night. Am I the only one who feels like the divine expectations weigh more than the actual steel? We’re fighting for Above, but some days it feels like we’re just fighting to stay standing. Stay sharp, everyone. #LevantStrong #NamedWarfare #AgainstTheDeadKing