Klaus stood silently in the sanctuary for a while after naming Thunder Lord. His mind was calm, but the weight of everything around him still pressed heavy.
The Duke, now reborn as Thunder lord, was his weapon. Another powerful piece on his chessboard.
Klaus proceeded to visit the open grounds where his legion was stationed. He flew into the sky and scanned the ground below him; his eyes scanned the scene below. Thousands of figures filled the grounds and open fields.
His legion had now been expanded.
What once had been a force of about twenty-five thousand had grown. The number now neared thirty-six thousand. The change was clear.
His army was no longer just monsters and demons; there were humans in the army as well. Although every being in his legion was connected by death energy, the contrast between appearances was still apparent.
There were humans, former soldiers of the Falcon Empire under the command of Albretch, who had earlier died by his hands.
