"Let them try," Hye replied, his tone so indifferent he might as well have been talking about the weather.
He acted as if the portals, which represented a massive investment in energy and tactical positioning, were entirely disposable. "Just make sure you don't face them head-on if they come. I'll handle the rest, okay?"
"..."
Olana remained silent. She knew that if he had uttered those words just yesterday, she would have dismissed him as a delusional amateur. She wouldn't have believed a single syllable.
Yet at this moment, after watching him turn an entire grand battlefield into a chaotic circus under his absolute control, she knew he wasn't boasting. He really could handle it.
Such confidence and sheer might were qualities she had only ever felt from the high-ranking patriarchs of the universe's Great Races.
