Reinhard stood amid scattered root fragments, the golden cape blazing behind him. Thousands of descending roots remained frozen, held by invisible hands of the sleeping victims who'd chosen defiance over dreams.
But he wasn't truly alone, even when it seemed that way. He switched to Odin, leading to Zenuken appearing in his hand.
Then he raised Zenuken high, the black-blue blade glittered and then he began shouting. "My legions! Where are you all!? Will you allow your commander to defeat all the foes and protect you all!?"
Light burst around him, starting from the Star Jewel, then connecting to the golden cape and the beliefs it represented.
Golden spectral forms appeared in waves, their armor shining as they appeared. Over fifty warriors from Melo City, summoned by his call, responded to their Supreme Commander's need.
All of them broken free from the roots.
Bargest appeared first, his grin wide and fierce. "No, Commander! We would rather die a second time than allow that!"
