"The show's about to start," Sterl murmured, a look of interest flashing across his face as he observed the movements of Ashen and its allied forces.
Ashen's coalition forces consisted of three phalanxes, each one carrying five deities, totaling fifteen gods in action—more than a quarter of Ashen's divine power. It was clear that, if this ambush succeeded, Orichalcum would suffer a devastating blow. At that point, Ashen's other deities, along with their armies, would surely swarm in, aiming to strike while the iron was hot and crush Orichalcum in one fell swoop.
Even if Orichalcum's full strength managed to fend off this fierce assault, it would still suffer heavily, leading to a prolonged conflict that would leave them at a severe disadvantage. Ultimately, this would only hasten their eventual downfall to Ashen's forces.
"This is a war among gods—how could I miss the chance to witness it firsthand?" Sterl thought, smiling to himself.
