The alliance's army began advancing toward Noan's territory.
Seen from above, those forces looked like three streams of black water slowly flowing across the land beneath the canopy of the World Tree. Light filtering through the crystalline leaves fell upon their armor, weapons, and banners, causing patches of metal to reflect a cold gleam.
Kharos rode at the head of the Bull Demon army.
His colossal body sat atop the back of a Stone-Horned War Elephant, a cloak of dark red beast hide draped over his shoulders. Each step of the war elephant made the ground tremble very faintly. Behind him were the Iron-Armored Bull Demons, the Bloodbull Guards, along with the subordinate armies of smaller Lords.
Kharos did not conceal his intent in the slightest.
He wanted that new Lord to see the strength of the Bloodhorn Fortress.
He wanted his opponent to be afraid.
