Bab 1822: Splitting Their Duties.

"That was a warning shot," Aeolus uttered calmly, "I won't miss the next time."

"No need to make this difficult." Athena shared, "We have no interest in your war. We will leave once we conclude our mission. So, it's preferable if you cooperated."

"I have heard that unigins are the epitome of arrogance, but I didn't expect it to be to this degree." Quantix Prime replied coldly, "You came into my realm, into my territory, into my war, and demanded me to hand over my subordinate and clear a way to my empire's headquarters."

"Yet, you still desire our cooperation? The nerve of you people." Quantix Prime sneered as he brought out his weapon.

It was a gracefully curved horn, polished to a deep golden hue and adorned with ancient writings, silver bands, and sparkling gemstones, radiating mystical energy and otherworldly elegance.

'The Horn of Harmonics.' Commander Bia narrowed her eyes in focus, 'The emperor isn't messing about.'