Lucius' voice was calm, but the weight of his words hung heavily in the air.
"Luca's reconnaissance confirmed it. Our entire territory is surrounded by their armies—hundreds of thousands of soldiers, hidden just beyond our detection. They've evacuated the civilians, ensuring they have no obstacles in their path. They mean to destroy us."
Grimm's aura flared faintly, his purple energy crackling with his growing frustration. "And what are you going to do about it?"
Lucius's lips curled into a faint smirk.
"I'm already working on it. Legion is mobilizing our forces as we speak. Lili is arming our soldiers with the Cursed Weapons I've forged. Luca is organizing further reconnaissance to monitor their movements. We will not be caught unprepared."
Grimm tilted his head, his expression unreadable beneath his mask. "And me?"
Lucius sighed again, leaning forward on his throne. "Grimm—"
