"Archangel, Gold Dragon, Kirin, Green Dragon… and three Crimson Ultimate heroes?!" the Cyclops King muttered, a chill flickering deep in his eyes.
But then he shook his head and said, "Let's go. Time to meet them."
"General, are you sure? That's way too dangerous!" said the Sea Warden, clad head to toe in armor.
"They don't seem hostile. If they were, we'd already be dead. Crimson Ultimate heroes… that's not a force our Blazeblade Kingdom can even dream of standing against," the Cyclops King replied, his expression grim. "But I need to know what they're here for."
"…Understood."
...
"Master, those warships are heading our way. Should we do something?" Cicero asked.
"No need. Let them come. We're not here to start a fight, so there's no point in being aggressive or provocative," Ethan said, shaking his head. Then, calmly, he added, "Cicero, once they arrive, bring me whoever's in charge. I want to speak with someone who can actually make decisions."