Anark immediately frowned when he noticed what was happening.
Boosting morale was one thing.
But Noah was not merely inspiring them.
He was replacing their emotions with his own.
The Crimson Exarch was forcing the world itself to feel what he felt.
It was a stark contrast to Cain's power.
Cain did not overwhelm the emotions of others. Instead, his power resonated with them, creating a bond that enabled people to support and strengthen one another.
Noah's influence was far more absolute.
Anark stepped forward.
"The Crimson Exarch and I have matters to discuss," he said coldly. "The rest of you return to the Golden Hall and recover."
Solemn expressions appeared on the faces of the Alliance leaders.
They all remembered the mysterious agreement Anark had accepted in the middle of the battle.
The agreement that had brought the Crimson Exarch to the battlefield in the first place.
