Over the past few days, they had seen an overwhelming spike in their success. It wasn't that they had gotten stronger, but rather that their enemy seemed far weaker. For reasons unknown to them currently, the entire Ancient Battlefield seemed entirely focused on the eastern region, leaving the southern region with an absence of proper protections.
Watching the armies march out from the large city gates, the beauty's gaze flickered with a complicated expression, a large majority of which was made up of worry. It was then that a sudden fluctuation of space caught her attention toward her back, but she was immediately engulfed by strong arms and pulled in.
No one below seemed to witness the disappearance of their Empress.
The beauty, however, didn't panic. She found herself in a familiar embrace, her head buried deeply into the culprit's chest. She could hear the erratic beating of his heart and could feel both his warmth and his rage.
