"I shall not join personally yet, I wish for them to struggle more before I show them how meaningless it all was."
As the emperor reveled in his newfound power, the battlefield below continued to be a maelstrom of chaos. Lyle and Conrad, still surrounded by the Titled Knight specters, fought desperately to hold their ground. The rebel forces and the combined armies struggled against the unending tide of specters, their numbers seemingly unaffected by the relentless fighting.
In the midst of the struggle, Priscila's unconscious form emitted a faint glow. The protective barrier she radiated wavered and flickered, before becoming stronger. The commanders of the Golden Lion forces and her cousins from the Ryse family fought against the specters that dared come close.
