The battlefield erupted into chaos.
The Shadow Knights charged forward, their golden magic colliding with the dark magic of the vampire soldiers.
BOOM!
The impact shook the ground. Swords clashed, and magic exploded. The screams and roars of both armies echoed across the grounds outside the palace. Yet in the middle of the battlefield, two figures remained completely still.
The Emperor of Eldarion and the King of Noctis.
Lucien slowly stepped forward. His crimson eyes remained fixed on the Emperor of Eldarion.
"So..." He smiled faintly. "After years of hiding, you finally came yourself without warning. What makes you think you can just declare war on us? Only cowards do that, you lizard king."
However, the Emperor's expression remained cold. He didn't even budge at the harsh words Lucien had thrown at him.
