Scarlet and Robin remained silent for several seconds as the massive formation stabilized behind Vesh. The sky itself seemed occupied, layered with ranks upon ranks of S-rank mechanical troops stretching far beyond the horizon. Even without releasing any aura, their mere existence distorted the air.
"Director…" Robin finally spoke, his voice hoarse. "That… that's one hundred thousand… S-rank units?"
"Yes," Vesh answered calmly. "Fully autonomous. Coordinated through Ananta AI. Perfect synchronization. No fatigue. No fear. No hesitation."
Scarlet folded her arms, staring at the formation. "And you made all of them in… days?"
"Production is still ongoing," Vesh replied. "But this should be enough."
He turned toward the north.
"Formation One. March."
The entire army moved.
Not with noise. Not with chaos.
But with absolute order.
