"A divine being has appeared! It must be a divine being!"
The lead strategist finally realized his resistance was futile. In the face of absolute power, everyone was nothing more than an ant.
'Since that's the case, and I don't want to die, I'll just claim we encountered a divine being. That's why we were ultimately defeated.'
'That excuse is far more convincing than the truth—that we led tens of thousands of men and still couldn't take the Eastern Palace.'
'Besides, if I surrender to a divine being, perhaps the Emperor will still grant me a way out.'
The lead strategist steadied his nerves and took a deep breath. With a THUMP, he fell to his knees. He raised his hands high and viciously smashed the long saber in his hands onto the ground, producing a heavy thud.
