The champions froze.
An enigma arrived bringing the energy of death with it.
Midgar staggered back instinctively.
"…What—?"
I watched him through the live feed.
Good.
He should feel this.
The knight turned its helm slowly, its gaze sweeping across the battlefield. Where its eyes passed, mana escaped in fright. Spells broke mid-cast, collapsing into harmless sparks.
I reached into Midgar's mind.
"That's enough," I told him gently. "You've done well."
His body responded before his mind did—retreating, instincts screaming that whatever stood before him was no ally he could fight beside.
The demonic knight stepped forward.
One step.
The earth cracked.
The remaining champions reacted.
"Attack it!"
Blades empowered by divine authority struck first.
They did nothing.
The knight raised one arm.
Reality folded.
A voice devoid of emotion began to speak.
|KNEEL|
Earth shook once again, the entire army fell into submission before they could even realize what happened.
