"Lux…" Emperor Andreas muttered as he looked at the Half-Elf whose name had given him sleepless nights for the past few days.
His spies had informed him about the commotion that took place in the Fynn Kingdom, and it filled him with dread.
Because of this, he immediately assembled an emergency meeting with his ministers and advisers. Their goal was to think of how they would act if the Half-Elf were to order the army of the Fynn Kingdom to march towards his empire.
He was no longer that weak child that they had bullied in the past.
The Half-Elf was now someone that could move unhindered across the land.
They already knew that a battle against Lux was hopeless, but seeing him now, they realized that they had severely underestimated his strength.
Three Supremes, hundreds of Saints, and a Flying Battleship that was big enough to block the sun and shroud their capital city in darkness.