At long last, the Ethisian High Ruler Enor had managed to accomplish something he once believed to be useless, pointless, impossible, even.
For many long days, the Ethisian had plotted relentlessly. He schemed, revised, and planned with painstaking precision. His strategy revolved around a single gamble: capturing the Granians' Blood Mutants and using them as leverage—his ultimate bargaining chip. Not to hold it against the Granians, but to instead use it as a bargaining tool to convince the Ethisian Blood Mutants to rejoin the fight.
At first, even the Ethisian High Ruler had doubted the plan.
If it failed, Enor would die. Not might, would.
That fear was precisely why he had approached their Blood Mutants alongside his strongest High Grades. He knew they wouldn't be enough to kill them… but at least his death would be legendary.
'Thank the gods it didn't come to that.'
