CLAAANG!
A single raised gauntlet caught the spear mid-strike, twisting it aside with precision. No counter, no kill attempt. Just enough force to nullify.
"You've stepped into my skies without leave!" the man with spear spoke, voice swallowed and thrown back by the tearing of the firmament. "Answer me!"
He has a red armor, or what looked like one, a brown hair, tired in long ponny, looked very primitive in first look, not like a king at all, but it was the Emperor of Unified Pangean civilization, Ageis.
It's just warriors of this era carried minimal armor, especially in this world there was nothing that could actually harm or protect him, so there was no need for an armor.
The executioner, on in black armor and molten gold skin, he tilted his head, his voice came out as incomprehensible buzzing.
However a dent in space opened briefly beside him, swallowed the sound waves and turned it into something Aegis could understand.
