"They really brought that thing into play…"
Hill Dwarf King Enderoth muttered in disbelief. He still remembered the last time the Heaven's Emperor warship appeared — back then, it had hovered menacingly over the dwarven sanctum without firing a shot, and the dwarves surrendered without resistance.
"Hahahaha! He's finished! Adventurers are too weak to control the full power of Celestial Fortress, while the Emperor-class warship, even with inferior battle potential, can crush them with ease!"
A dry, hunched old man in black wrappings let out a shrill laugh. He hailed from Rockforce, a western vassal kingdom of the Empire. Though frail in appearance, he was a Demi-God Supreme and the sovereign of his land. His soldiers, known as Sandblades, could manipulate endless sand to reshape terrain and crush their enemies with geomagic.
"The Empress is truly brilliant. With her aid, the next emperor will restore the Empire's might."
