As a cautionary force began to fly down toward Angaria, Daneel folded his hands and called for everyone to wait.
The darkness had not fazed any of them, as all of them had been told that it was something that was almost guaranteed to happen. Each and every Angarian who was fighting had been equipped with inexpensive trinkets that lit up everything in front of them as if it was noon, so at the moment, all that the weapon of the Church had done was inconvenience them.
Only ten of the creatures in the first row began to come toward them, and Daneel almost scoffed as he saw how careful they were being. He could definitely tell that the days of being underestimated were behind them, and as soon as he got this thought, the thrill of battle swept through his mind, making his blood heat up as he waited for the war to finally start.
