Kapitel 949: What Are They Stopping For?

A great platform stood on the coast opposing them, daring them to proceed. It stood proud, glinting lightly in soft blue, illuminating the 15,000 humanoid opposers with long ears and silver armour. The sight couldn't have been more sickening for the Ode of the First Horn who stood on the figurehead to the leading ship among the seven.

The Ode of the First Horn was the heir to the throne, the Crown Prince of Maqi.

He had been told to lead this mission to finally confront Opungale about an old grudge that the strongest human nation had been denied for so long by a certain mysterious individual. Now, with all the chaos brewing in Aigas, the chance had finally come. Perhaps getting answers was the goal, or perhaps it wasn't. What mattered was that as of right now, the Sif were showing signs of resistance and even if it was in their right to defend themselves, the Ode was determined to bring them to their knees first, a fairly easy ordeal.