Ethan drew in a deep breath, spread his arms, and lifted off the ground.
Transparent lightning detonated under his feet, kicking him upward. In the blink of an eye, he'd climbed a hundred meters and landed steady on top of the massive Sky Fortress.
From that height, he looked down over the entire battlefield.
"All forces—prepare for full-scale battle!"
His voice, amplified by energy, rolled out heavy and clean. It cut straight through artillery fire, explosions, and the screams of battle, reaching every corner of the skies around Emerald Castle.
The Valgari troops still pushing forward hadn't even fully processed it before a brutal pressure poured down from above.
It wasn't just sound. It was his presence—his power—slamming down with the words. A few Valgari soldiers closer to the front stalled mid-step. Fine cracking noises came from their shields. When they looked up, their faces had already changed.
