Dyon sighed looking at the state of affairs. The fact that Matriarch Niveus saw it fit to come here – or, more accurately, that she had been able to break away from the fight taking place in the skies – meant that the situation was worse than Dyon would like to admit… She didn't even look like she had struggled!
Dyon's eyes quickly darted around the arena, flecks of purple and red danced within them as he activated his Asura's eye.
'The elves are doing okay under Uncle Acacia's command. Technically speaking they're the best force we have right now.'
It was no secret that the elves were formidable. Most clans only had a single celestial expert, but then elves had four if you counted Kawa and the return of King Acacia. Unfortunately, that advantage was immediately sapped by the alliances the Ragnor had formed.
