Chapter XXIV: The Battle of Regalia [3]

"T-This, how can this be…" the Marquis's voice trailed off in incredulity, his jaws on the verge of sagging. As several simulations spiraled through his head, one conjecture prompted him to curse his spymaster, quick-wittedly shedding light upon the mysterious arrival of the army far behind his rearguard. "I condemn you to the Abyss, Ezekiel! Damn you, you inept fool!"