The Real Mess

Sunny was on the left flank of the battlefield, while Nephis was in the center. 

The right flank, meanwhile…

[Cassie?]

There were a few moments of silence, and then the blind seer's voice resounded in his mind. 

[I've arrived.] 

Indeed… today's battle was so important and terribly skewed in favor of the enemy that even Song of the Fallen, the Seneschal of the Great Clan Valor — someone who was not supposed to appear on a battlefield often, serving her King and Domain in other ways — had no choice but to enter the fray. 

In fact, every Saint of the Sword Army was either already here or on their way — except for Sky Tide, who had been ordered to remain with the King of Swords in the rear. 

Their enemies were already here, too. As the tide of Song soldiers receded, dozens of motionless figures were revealed, standing apart from each other across the expansive battlefield.