"Early morning and the gray winter sky spewing rain mist. Birds flying high above uttering powerful calls. The sounds of the hooves of galloping horses. A gallop of horses galloping past extended farms. The horses quickly ascended the mountain and approached the Palace of the Dolphin, whose red tiled roofs gleamed. On the backs of the horses, Samorite commanders in luxurious battle dress. Shining iron helmets on their heads, armor from their shoulders to their torsos to the top of their thighs. Each of the knights is wielding two swords, a long and a short one. Leading the constellation is a knight with a sharp, harsh look, and in the middle of them is a soldier in normal combat clothing, with his hands bound and his head bare, signs of fear and despair on his face.