Amid flashing lightning, rolling thunder, howling winds, and torrential rain, a squad of knights suddenly appeared on the avenue that had once been littered with wreckage and ruins.
Every movement the knights made was perfectly synchronized, as were the fine horses beneath them, formed from soil. The same sound echoed across the empty avenue, filling anyone who heard it with dread.
Riding through the storm, Hawkes lowered his head slightly and looked at the collection container in his arms, which resembled a glass jar. Having only recently gained intelligence, he did not understand how important this container was, nor did he understand its principles.
He understood only one thing: he had to lead his subordinates in collecting the two monsters' biological tissue into the containers, and he had to protect those containers with his life.
This was their mission.
Under Hawkes's leadership, the Heavy Armored Knights rapidly approached the battlefield where Godzilla and Ghidorah were fighting. The shockwaves from the two monsters' clash had shattered the ground completely. As far as the eye could see, there were ruins of reinforced concrete and scrapped cars beeping incessantly.
The Heavy Armored Knights dismounted, and the steeds made of Earth Element immediately flowed into their bodies, making them another twenty centimeters taller.
Now resembling little giants, Hawkes held an instrument in his hands and led his subordinates through the ruins, searching for the blood, flakes of skin, scales, muscle tissue, and other things their master required.
Ghidorah and Godzilla, both already consumed by madness, were completely unaware that beneath their battlefield, a group of little can-shaped figures was collecting their scattered blood and other biological tissue.
Even if they had known, they probably would not have cared. Right now, the only thought reflected in their eyes was killing the other.
The battle had