"General Steadfast."
Empress Hathaway's cold voice echoed in the throne room.
"Awaiting your command, Your Majesty!"
The general, clad in the golden Sanctuary Radiance rank armor, stepped forward in response. The griffin crest engraved on his armor shimmered in the magical light.
This general, hailed as the Ironwing Commander, was the supreme commander of the upcoming Sigcon universe expedition, a formidable force who had reached the pinnacle of the Sanctuary Lord rank for thousands of years.
"Fiona will join your expedition force and be incorporated into your command structure."
"By your command!"
The Empress's voice was calm yet carried an unquestionable authority, and her staff lightly tapped the ground, producing a crisp sound.
"I swear by the blood of the dragon ancestors that I shall bring glory back to Zisen!" Fiona's face brightened with joy.
Steadfast, standing by, wore a stern expression. The gilded fingered gauntlets of his armor unconsciously dug into his palm.
