Max's eyes gleamed sharply as he recognized them immediately—King Magnar, with his royal golden armor shining brilliantly under the sun; Aurelia, her white robes fluttering as her powerful life force lit up the sky; Kate, her sword already drawn donning her knight armor, her aura sharp and merciless; Klaus, exuding a cold, oppressive strength that seemed to chill the very air around him; and the two leaders of the super Thorne and Ashford Families, their presences dignified and immovable like ancient mountains.
'The combined forces of the East and West are here...' Max thought, a fire igniting in his chest. Reinforcements—not just anyone, but the true powerhouses of the East and West of the Valora Continent—had come. And they weren't here for diplomacy. They were here to fight.
