Malrakk's laughter cut off the moment the first wave of impact hit.
His pupils shrank sharply.
Because what he saw was—
Emerald Castle's army hadn't been overwhelmed.
In fact—
They held the line. Solid. Unshaken.
Their armor gleamed. Formations held tight.
Firepower and energy coordination were so precise, it was almost surgical.
This wasn't a mob of "lucky low-tier creatures."
This was—
A military force built for war.
Ethan swept a cold gaze across the battlefield.
The vanguard legions were fully engaged now, their forces clashing in the skies and across the ground. The fight was fierce, evenly matched—for now.
But he saw it clearly—
This war wouldn't be decided by armies.
It would be decided by kings.
The next moment, he didn't hesitate.
Auri and Idra's light and shadow flared into view, then instantly merged back into his body.
BZZZT—
Three power sources synced in perfect harmony.
