What they had yet to realize was that their queen no longer needed saving. She was dead. Worse still, she had been reborn in Arthur's service.
He glanced at the companions arrayed beside him. Pride stood tall, the legendary golden mane glowing. Beside him, the Cackle Queen waited, her once-loyal expression now twisted into one of unwavering obedience toward her new master. And then there was Aether, returned to his normal size.
He was longer in rage at the Cackle Queen; she had become one of his master's summons after all.
Arthur's voice rang with clarity and command. "End them. All of them. Quickly."
The summons responded instantly.
