Gunfire and explosions were continuous. Bullets arched through the air, accompanied by the excited shouts of the army group. The quiet formation of the Shadow Legion was being breached step by step.
Nett's breathing grew heavier. Watching this scene through the satellite brought back the kind of excitement he'd felt in his youth over certain risqué publications.
He gripped the armrest tightly, his withered hands trembling unconsciously.
The army group can't achieve their goal that easily, Nett thought. What will the Emperor do next?
Through the military satellite, their perspective differed from that of the army group. They knew the number of the Shadow Emperor's Legion had not diminished.
It was unclear whether the slain members of the Shadow Clan could be revived, or if the forces they were witnessing represented the maximum number of Shadow Clan members capable of reaching this world.
To confirm this speculation, they would have to see what the Emperor would do next.
