As night fell, the Legion moved like whispers in the wind.
Zareth, clad in obsidian armor, led the main strike units.
Maruna, with her assassins, slipped through shadows, marking every key point—black market dens, slave hubs, and bribed watch posts.
Lena, positioned her healers in hidden sanctuaries, ready to treat the wounded and win over the sick and poor.
The three women commanders, now leading archers, assassins, and support divisions, spread their forces surgically through the city. Every squad moved with precision, trained under the Sovereign's eye.
Phase One: Infiltration
The city's guards, lazy and drunk on corruption, didn't see it coming.
Merchants awoke to find their corrupt enforcers bound in silence.
Gangs were disarmed before they could reach their weapons.
Hidden slave pits were raided, their victims freed and guarded by Legionnaires.
Criminal leaders vanished before midnight—either captured or quietly exiled.
By dawn, Fort Relkan was already under the Legion's control.
Phase Two: Restoration of Order
As the sun rose, banners of the Sovereign Legion hung from towers and walls. Zareth stood before the city's plaza and declared:
"Fort Relkan now answers to the Sovereign Legion. There will be no more slavery. No more corruption. The law is order, and order is strength."
A curfew was established.
Street patrols maintained peace.
Markets resumed under fair law and trade.
Those previously oppressed joined the Legion out of gratitude.
Over the next seven days, crime rates plummeted.
New recruits joined the Legion, many from former gang families—eager to live under a banner that protected, not exploited.
By the end of the week…
Fort Relkan was no longer a city ruled by fear, but by discipline and resolve. Though scars of corruption remained, rehabilitation had begun—swift and relentless.
And all of this—without Zairon ever stepping foot inside.
The Sovereign's words echoed from afar:
"If you cannot conquer without me, you do not deserve to conquer beside me."
And they had proven worthy.