Everyone already knew that Radagon had sent out his army.
The well-informed Haligtree knew all the more about Radagon's every move.
When the intelligence reached them, everyone fell silent.
Quite a few people had secretly watched Radagon's battle with the three siblings.
Morgott, for instance. And his younger brother, Mohg.
For something this important, Morgott had naturally gone in person, taking men with him to scout.
They had only meant to keep track of Radagon's movements, thinking that sending a Demigod would be safer.
They had never expected to witness such a great battle.
Fortunately, Morgott had come. Otherwise, those mortal scouts alone could never have conveyed what had happened.
"So this is Radagon's strength?" Godwyn's brow furrowed deeply.
"Father would naturally be strong." Miquella, however, had expected it.
Morgott asked, "How is he so powerful?"
Godwyn sighed. "Perhaps we all misjudged him. I thought only my father stood at the pinnacle. I never imagined Radagon was no weaker."
"If you faced Radagon, what would your chances of winning be?" Miquella asked.
Godwyn remained silent, his brow deeply furrowed.
That question was too difficult to answer.
If Radahn was the benchmark, then Godwyn and Radagon clearly both stood above him.
If they fought, it would certainly be a disaster for the Lands Between.
The outcome would be difficult to predict.
Only after a long while did Godwyn say, "I'd be more likely to lose."
Morgott listened quietly. He still wanted to know why Radagon was so strong.
Apart from Miquella, the others knew very little about Radagon.
To Morgott, Radagon was someone who had appeared out of thin air.
After campaigning against Caria, he had not only married Rellana, but later even taken advantage of Godfrey's absence to become Marika's consort.
For Morgott, as her son, that was not something