Ard could see that the knights accompanying Ophelia were no ordinary imperial soldiers. They were Templars and monastic troops, vast in number, with their banners fluttering over every legion. It was clear their loyalty belonged solely to Ophelia, not to Edmund as their Emperor. Meanwhile, the sky turned dark, eclipsed by the sheer number of angels hovering in the air. Eva stepped forward and stood beside Ard.
"This is it, Ard... the war that decides the fate of the world," Eva said.
"You're right. This is our final battle," Ard replied.
