"…It seems the long-awaited support — coming from afar— has finally arrived, heh."
Fargus' tone carried a subtle thrill as his lips curved into a faint smile. His gaze, sharp and unwavering, fixed on a distant point amid the void of stars.
"Hmm?" The Marshal of the Allied Army didn't dare take his eyes off Fargus—not even for a heartbeat. Yet, he quietly expanded his soul sense in that direction, spreading it across hundreds kilometers of burning space to sense what kind of 'support' this monster could possibly be referring to.
And indeed—something was moving toward them. Something large, steady… yet unimpressive.
But…
"Mumumumumu!!" The massive bull-like being laughed thunderously, his voice rolling through the comms like a storm. "A cargo vessel from the Shattering Meteors Empire? What kind of support are you expecting from that exactly? Will they throw boxes at us?!"
