Chapter 413

King Gyassi, upon witnessing the main army's retreat from the orcish onslaught and their impervious magic cannons, expressed frustration by clicking his tongue. "Useless!" he cursed, before turning to the group of Silver Helms accompanying him.

Unbeknownst to anyone except himself and the one who had granted them their powers, there were two distinct divisions within the Silver Helms - the expendable cannon fodder and the true, elite Silver Helms. The ones he had deployed to block the enemy's attempt at silencing their magical weapons were the former.

He was well aware that if others were to discover his actions in granting power to the Silver Helms, he would surely face condemnation from all. The once loyal riders, who had served under him for a considerable amount of time, were no longer recognizable.