So here I was, granted permission to control thousands of armies made up of different species.
It was not only them I was leading to war. I was leading Ikár and Cervantes and the seven leaders of the seven sister kingdoms.
"If things don't go as planned..." I trailed off, while Lala halted on her steps and turned to walk back to me.
She grabbed a hold of my shoulders and urged me to look at her.
"As our leader, there should be no place for negativity. You have no choice but to lead us to victory because if you don't, my sister who has little time left will die," she spared a glance at the almost faded bracelet around her wrist, and so did I.
"And the redeemer will remain in torture until he can't take it anymore, do you want that?"
I shook my head vigorously, my hand tightening around the hilt of my sword which was strapped to my waist.
