The remaining soldiers, witnessing the defeat of their last Tier V combatant, hesitated for a moment before dropping their weapons in surrender. The outpost, once a battlefield filled with chaos and destruction, now fell into an eerie silence. Reign, exhausted but victorious, stood amidst the fallen warriors, his dual blades at his sides.
Aethion's voice echoed in Reign's mind, "Well, you've successfully completed the side mission. This will definitely put you in the good grace of the Irason Kingdom, your reputation will certainly grow amongst the populace and you will be taken seriously by others."
"This will allow you to command greater respect, as well as to meddle with those who have high positions in the kingdom."
