It did not take long before every single soldier within the stronghold lowered their weapons.
One by one, the scarlet tide of Resonance washed over them, dissolving hesitation and fear. Their armor shifted hue, taking on the radiant scarlet of the King who now commanded their hearts.
The enemy commander at the highest spire stared in disbelief. His mind could not grasp what he was witnessing — an entire army, undone not by violence, but by the will of another. His faith, his certainty, shattered. A strangled scream escaped him as his reason collapsed, and he stumbled from the spire.
Cain watched in silence as the man's body plummeted. The corpse dissolved into fragments of light.
"Even when the truth stands before them," he murmured, "some hearts are so bound by their own beliefs that they would rather fall than change."
