The one called Aden looked at his leader with a bewildered expression.
"But Trolian's military power is expanding too rapidly, the True King has already been born, and there are eleven Monarchs now. If this continues, Trolian's military might will surpass Saint Reel."
Ack sneered, "Saint Reel is already destroyed, and Trolian is no exception. It doesn't matter how many Monarchs they have, it's useless. As for that True King, I've figured out his background. That foolish Horus and Bossivale, they have no idea why I appeared at the promotion ceremony, he's doomed, we will be victorious."
He spread his arms wide and shouted.
"The Eternal Deep Dark Age is bound to arrive, the tumultuous fire will surely be extinguished."
The crowd responded in unison, "For the Great Supreme Will!"
Ack's face once again showed that icy smile.
"Go, quickly complete the plans for eternal day and destruction. Trolian is merely a trifling civilization. We have more important matters to attend to."
