The distortion around his face flares like black flame.
"Under me, you will gain what the humans have kept from you."
The armies lean forward unconsciously, hearts pounding.
"Access to teleportation portals."
"Access to the resources they hoard for themselves."
Some monsters suck in a breath.
Others tremble.
Even Vordon feels his blood heat with anticipation.
Alix's voice deepens—not loud, but absolute.
"We will take land."
"We will build a stronghold."
"And we will stand our ground on this continent—openly, proudly, and without fear of human blades."
The words roll through the army like thunder.
A few monsters begin to shout in excitement—
But Alix is not done.
"We march not to destroy… but to claim our rightful place."
The shadows swirling around his silhouette expand, forming the shape of a colossal godlike being behind him.
Gasps spread through the army.
Alix points forward—toward the distant plains leading to human territory.
"March with me."
