Not even the most audacious warrior dreamed of today.
One could travel a thousand years back in history, ten thousand or even a million, two things remained constant.
The attacker and the defender.
As if they were roles given by nature itself, the Jai kept attacking and the Alliance kept defending.
Rulers changed. Eras changed. Power differentials changed. But the dynamic of the two remained.
Any history nerd of the Alliance would laugh when asked to present a proactive offensive of the Alliance against the Empire.
But today…History was made.
Nine extraordinary beings locked their auras onto Varian, six of them at peak rank 9 and three pseudo divines.
"Have you realized what you have done?" Hector Russ asked in an exasperated voice. "You have caused a disaster. The entire Alliance would be paying a price. This matter is now beyond everyone's control. You have doomed us all to an escalation we never intended."