(I command thee, summon a time-skip!)
Two years after the death of Rythian. Somewhere in another dimension.
The portal has now been activated, my king.
Good, start preparations.
Yes your majesty.
Good...very good, start loading the troops and sound the horns. We're going to war!
Hundreds- no, thousands of airships rose from the ground and started loading troops and supplies. All shapes and sizes, ranging from tiny gun boats to large dreadnoughts, they had them all.
The creatures sang as they were loaded unto the airship.
Brother of the End rejoice! Sing, sing, sing with me. raise your gun and raise your voice! March, march, march with me! Down and down with our foes who will know who we'll fight. Army, navy whichever, nothing shall stand our way.....for the glory of our majesty the king!
All the creatures let out a rip-roaring warcry.
How's the hybrid?
He's in the dungeon, sire
Make sure he is under supervision at all times.
It shall be done, sire.
The mysterious creature walks out to the balcony and raises both arms.
The long wait is finally over, the time to take what is ours has arrive. Troops! Crush every single one that stands in our path, no mercy!
