The Eastern Army knew better than to fight against Arthur Netherborne, especially since the last name itself sent shivers down their spine. Those at the higher levels of Sourna knew the Netherborne Clan far better than the rest of the world did.
Under the amazed eyes of June and the other three, the armies retreated without resistance. It did not take long before their shores were desolate and safe. The only outsider left was the one who saved them, and he descended from the sky to land outside the gates.
"Why isn't he going inside?" asked Jono with confusion.
"The citizens are afraid and he knows it." Mr. Tate collapsed on the ground, his face pale, but exhilarated nonetheless. "We have been saved."
June was silent, unable to voice her agreement. After all, she didn't know if Arthur Silvera—no, Arthur Netherborne—would forgive her like Mr. Tate did. After all, she attacked his city and tried to kidnap his mother.
