The knight stood tall in the dark dimension, a dim ethereal light casting a pale glow around him. His armor shimmered faintly, like moonlight on steel.
"Sentinels," the knight began, his voice steady, "are the top soldiers of the Valtarian army. Namior was one of them. Their strength is beyond measure."
Zarek's eyes narrowed. "Then… how strong are we talking?"
The knight turned his gaze to him. "Judging by Earth's warriors, only a handful could go toe to toe with a Sentinel."
Zarek swallowed. "You mean...hunters like captain?"
The knight nodded. "Yeah. If anyone stands a chance… it's the Pillars."
"In terms of numbers, we're at a disadvantage, Zarek," the knight said gravely. "They don't just have Sentinels. They have an entire army. If my assumption is correct… only the Sentinels have made it through to Earth so far."
Zarek clenched his fists. "Do you know why they're trying to destroy Earth?"
