Into Tiger's Den

Looking at Baldur who was wiping the sweat of his forehead and working tirelessly on the offensive formations and failing successfully, Varian's lips twitched.

"We're changing tactics," He said.

"B-But!"

"Are the defense formations working properly?"

"They shoud?" Baldur raised an eyebrow. "Ouch!"

Varian smacked the Prince's head. "Check! This is going to be more dangerous than the planned tactic."

"Okay." Baldur nodded with an aggrieved expression and activated the defenses.

Varian's eyes lit up and he chuckled.

"We have a chance…"

Outside, the Orions launched attacks on Princess Sonya, aiming to end her for good.

'Why isn't Romanov in the fortress? Who's even that guy? And Baldur, what the hell is he doing here?'

She didn't understand what was going on. She didn't have the luxury to pause and think.