Their hearts were gripped with profound fear, even though they were shielded by the energy of the Guardians.
"What's happening?!" one soldier shouted in panic.
"My lord, save us!" another cried out, pleading for protection.
Aboard the command ship of one of the fleets, a woman with a voluptuous figure gazed toward Lein and the other Guardians. Her face was full of worry. Beside her stood a handsome man with a serious expression, lost in thought.
"Darling, what should we do?" the woman asked, her voice trembling.
The man let out a long sigh before replying, "I have a feeling this realm has birthed a Guardian with divine talent. It's impossible for a newly emerged realm to possess a King-Tier Guardian."
The woman nodded in agreement. "You're right. A realm capable of producing a King-Tier Guardian must be incredibly powerful. But… what should we do? Send troops to attack it?"