Bab 369: Clash Of Titans

"Has everyone returned?" General Theron Dreyfus asked, his voice low but commanding as he stood atop the city walls. His silver-white hair gleamed under the sunlight, a stark contrast to the pitch-black armor he wore. The heavy armor seemed to absorb the light around him, making him an imposing figure against the chaotic backdrop of the approaching battle.

A younger officer, standing just behind him, saluted sharply. "Yes, General. All forces have returned. Two teams from the academy played a significant role in ensuring their safe retreat."

Theron nodded, having seen the coordinated efforts himself as the last stragglers made it through the city gates. He was aware of the Academy's strength, particularly the young talents that had been nurtured there, but seeing them act with such decisiveness under pressure was still a relief. The situation was dire, but the resolve of those students had given them precious time.