Jeremy frowned deeply, realizing the odds were turning sharply against them with Flameborn now in the picture.
The dragon's presence shifted the entire battlefield's dynamic, his sovereign aura pressing down like an invisible weight.
Some of them were close to sovereign rank, like him, Loki, and Thor, poised on the edge of that immense power.
The rest weren't quite there yet.
Ares and Athena, had been kidnapped by Aaron, leaving massive gaps in their lineup.
As for the dragons, Rhaigon and Ignis, Jeremy couldn't count on them at all.
Especially considering what the other sovereigns had done to all dragons.
Which begged the question: why were they alive when so many others weren't? Suspicion gnawed at Jeremy as he eyed them.
Jeremy, deciding to take matters into his own hands, split into several identical copies.
Each one materialized with a faint shimmer, mirroring his determined expression and ready stance.
