Get ready

Alaric had been here before. His orange gaze flickered from the fallen skeletal remains of the dead to the open vastness of the battlefield itself. This time he had a new companion behind his pack. A black cane corso with red eyes. Maul was his name. Alaric motioned Maul to follow him through the battlefield until the reached a clearing with a little less bones. Alaric raised his head to the sky and released a summoning howl. A good old fashioned spar. Once the call was completed, he would wait patiently to see who arrived.