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I have started posting the Sequel, you can find it here!

Glad to hear it. Environmental detail is something I am working on, but I struggle with it Tara being not as 'kill em all' as Hannah, despite being a Warrior Bunny is because of worldbuilding I was doing in the background, that didn't get put in, but might end up in the sequel. Long story...

I want to write it, but I want it to actually be half-decent, at the least.

They saw the fires and heard the screams before they saw the camp. The small army moved swiftly as they could through the dark. At the edge of the forest, they saw the camp at the foot of Alnus hill burning. They saw the smoke rising from the other two camps, illuminated by the likewise burning...

The smart thing, yes. But not what someone who is in an alien environment would do. The two Saderans are smart, yes. And lucky.

Oh, certainly, it could go wrong. Edit: That being said, the Imperials mostly use the Warrior Bunnies as slave labour. Elves are used as a mix of slaves and auxiliaries, and orcs, kobolds, etc. are used as auxiliaries. A vast majority of them, anyway.

The Count's score and a half of men followed the trail, straight to the ruins of the camp as the sun began to set. As soon as they saw the remains, the counter ordered his men to spread out and search for survivors. "Well? What happened?" The Count asked one of the soldiers they had found...

Well, its more NATO might get a living Wyvern to study, yeah.

Vel was not highborn. He had been born to a wealthy farmer, that had made his wealth selling meat to the Imperial Dragon Rider Corp. Because of this, he had grown up seeing many wyverns. It had sparked in him a desire to fly. He did everything he could to be able to ride a Wyvern. He volunteered...

Its something I would work on in the hypothetical sequel, and regarding the harem... there is no harem. Its not happening.

Holy cow! That looks great! I envisioned the helm to be more of an Armet, but it still looks great!

The eight soldiers died quickly. The first three died to arrows, unaware. The two elves and Hannah were very good shots. The remaining soldiers turned and moved. The prisoners tried to block them. The soldiers were not armed for battle, but for capturing deserters. They had their blades and...

Hannah and Tara were no longer at each other's throats, but they wouldn't consider each other friends. They kept their distance as they trekked away from the camp, leaving the bodies where they lay. They stopped at midday, at a river, partly to wash, and partly to rest. Richard had blushed when...

lol. Maybe, but probably not. I'm not one to write harem stories, if they is what you are implying. Actually, I have already finished writing the rest of the chapters.

Maybe if I actually decide to write a/the sequel to this. Still debating on that, as I have another story that is taking up the majority of my energy.

The count glanced back, to the camp where his men were being put to work in the early light of dawn. He flinched at the sound of a whip. "Senator Godasen will have much to answer for." He muttered. "Optio… my apologies. Centurion, let's get moving." Centurion Amulius smothered a snort at the...

The Optio was freshly promoted. He had volunteered to lead the twenty, thinking it to be an easy mission. Go in, find the prisoner and slave, capture them, and bring them back. Drive them toward the main body if possible. They had chosen to wait until nightfall. Yes, the slaves would be further...

They moved single file, along a deer trail. Careful to leave few records of their passing. Elomorna using her magic to subtly alter the trail. It was Tara that first heard it. "Wait." She said in a hushed and alarmed voice. Everyone froze, as she listened. She heard the clanking of armour...

That's what I am trying to convey. No one is a villain in their own story. Generally, I try to write characters like that, even if it isn't shown in story, because it wasn't necessary.

A.N. Here, since I wrote another chapter, and I liked the length, you can have one from the backlog. The Centurion was not a tracker. Therefore, he chose five soldiers to accompany him, two of them woodsmen who were proficient trackers. "Three tracks, one clearly in armour, another wearing a...