In the strategic command center of the Celestial Guardians, the atmosphere was tense as Aerandir, the highest-ranking officer now in play, surveyed the ongoing war with a critical eye.
The room was filled with maps and various communication devices, each manned by officers whose faces were marked with the stress of continuous battle.
Turning to Demigod Reid, who was meticulously monitoring the array of communications equipment, Aerandir's tone was fraught with urgency and disbelief. "Reid, what's the status with Zephyrus? Despite facing the Cute Titans, who are numerically inferior, he commanded an army of over 100 million. Plus, with his Seraphic Frost Set, he should have been invincible. How could our forces possibly be faltering?"