Max grinned wildly, his eyes shining with a wicked light, as if he had already won a battle that had yet to begin. "If they're marching here with their armies combined, then they've left their capitals exposed."
"So what are you saying?" Rosalia asked, still not fully grasping where his thoughts were headed.
"You're insane... you can't be planning to drag my people into that—" Agnia's eyes widened in horror, as if she had already seen the shape of his madness.
"Shut it..." He rolled his eyes. Forcing Agnia forward through the hole in the wall, he stepped out with her in tow. The people outside, who had been waiting for any sign of hope, lit up the moment they saw movement, only for that hope to die just as quickly when they saw their queen being dragged by the arm like a prisoner. Some froze. Others tensed as if ready to rush forward, but none dared move.
