Aiden gazed over the horizon, watching as the forces of the Black Chains advanced toward him.
The ancient world of Ramor had been chosen as the final battleground—a desolate, isolated realm where only Saints and above could survive. The atmosphere was thick with deadly poisons that would kill anyone below the Saint realm.
Both sides had agreed that it was better to fight at full strength in this hostile world, minimizing the collateral damage to other realms.
Now, both armies had gathered their Saints on the battlefield, with three distinct ranks prepared for war: Saints, Saint Lords, and Saint Kings. The final confrontation was about to begin.
Myne and Nexus approached Aiden, their eyes fixed on the front lines of the Black Chains' army. Myne pointed toward the figures leading the enemy forces. "Those are their Saint Kings and leaders," she said, counting the 26 individuals.
