Meanwhile, not far from the center where Gold Dragons and Archangels circled overhead, Ethan stood with Seraphina, Cicero, Kyros, Auremax, and the Archangel Alvariel, among others.
They had all noticed the arrival of Grand Duke Fiesto and the Cyclops King Doregar.
And with them—an overwhelming sea of troops, tens of thousands strong, stretching across the hills.
"What the hell is this supposed to mean? Are they trying to intimidate us or something? Want me to show them what real power looks like?" Seraphina snapped, clearly irritated by the display.
Ethan just shook his head, a calm smile playing on his lips. "When the strong do this, it's called a show of force. When the weak try it… well, it's just fear in disguise. Relax. Let's see what they're up to first." Then he turned to Cicero. "Can you get a read on their numbers?"
