"Attack!"
"Attack!"
"Attack!!"
…
With Ethan's command echoing through the air, the entire Emerald Castle army erupted in a frenzy of excitement.
They'd just been supercharged with insane power—what better time to stretch their legs and crush some skulls?
Holding back now would be a waste.
Meanwhile…
The Dorinval Empire and the Silvermoon Dominion—once two of the most dominant forces in the Umbral Abyss—were both reeling from a brutal war with the Kazzan Empire. The battlefield between them was a wasteland of corpses, blood soaking the ground, the stench of death hanging thick in the air.
The King of Dorinval sat slumped atop a mound of bodies, his face streaked with blood, his armor cracked and scorched.
"Those bastards… they went too far!"
He slammed a fist into the ground, rage burning in his eyes.
"Someone! Gather every last soldier we've got left! I'm marching straight to their capital—I want answers, and I want blood!"
