After standing there for a long time while the horrifying roars continued echoing across the darkened lands, King Garrie finally realized that he could not remain frozen like this any longer.
Fear still gripped his chest tightly. Every instinct inside him wanted to keep staring at those colossal creatures towering beyond the horizon because his mind still struggled to fully accept that such abominations truly existed.
But he was the king of Leonora. If he stopped moving now then everyone behind these walls would lose themselves to panic completely.
No matter how much fear tried to freeze him in place, he had to act and give order. That was his role.
King Garrie slowly turned away from the battlement edge before walking toward the communication mages nearby.
The surrounding knights and soldiers immediately watched him carefully as he approached.
The king stopped beside the mage responsible for long-range spirit communication.
