Now that was true might!
"Hm?
Why is the sky so dark? Chaos Fel Energy is having quite an effect."
Ron glanced up at the sky, then looked back at the Master of the Phalanx.
He waited for the Stubborn Donkey's response.
"The Savior.
As Father's final wall, I will never surrender unless I fall."
Dorn shook his head. "If you are not a heretic and a rebel, then you should open a path.
Let me go to the Imperial Palace, to the Golden Throne, and meet The Emperor.
Instead of mustering so many troops to besiege a loyal son of The Emperor and create meaningless casualties!"
Even Horus, the son Father had trusted, could betray him, let alone The Savior, who shared no blood ties with them?
What that man said might be true, or it might be false.
But no matter what, he did not dare gamble, did not dare give up the only hope that might turn the situation around.
Nor could he bear the consequences of choosing wrong.
Besides, they were very close to the Imperial Palace now. It was not as if there was no chance.
Rumble—
A heavy alloy iron gate rose, surrounded by force fields and dense defensive fire platforms.
Using his authority, Dorn took control of a hidden defensive work he had left behind ten thousand years ago and opened the relic gate leading to the Imperial Palace.
That Master of the Phalanx, that master of defense, had found a path to break out from within the encirclement.
"I knew you would not agree."
Ron looked at the newly appeared gate and was not particularly surprised. As a master of defense, it would have been strange if the other man had not hidden something away.
His gaze turned grave. "So I will