"Oh, I'm genuinely impressed that someone could assess my level just by looking," said Takashi, the newcomer from Soren's side, as he offered a slight bow. "Might I have the honor of knowing the name of the master standing before me?"
"Kurogasa, the Shadowed Fang," Kurogasa replied evenly.
"Takashi here. A humble warrior who serves at the side of my master's son," he said with a respectful nod.
So… Atlas's guess had been right. Soren wasn't just any Lord.
He had backing.
Someone powerful.
Someone like his father, who very well might be a Lord himself within the Saharian cluster.
Atlas allowed himself a faint, knowing smile. Whatever the case, Soren's father wouldn't be stepping into this battlefield himself. He'd only sent a guardian. A proud son's safeguard.
"Takashi, kill them at once! Take their island. I want all of their women!" Soren bellowed. "Don't delay for even a second. Do your job now!"
The man in heavy armor stood tall and pointed directly at Atlas.
