It had been a battle—if it could even be called that—that ended almost before it began.
One single skill.
That was all it took.
No formations, no counterattacks, no drawn-out strategies. Broken had unleashed just one move, through Queen Nerisa, and the mighty forces of Valantar were left scattered and in disarray. Not defeated in formal combat, but crushed under the weight of overwhelming power.
Still, it had done the job.
It sent a message.
Broken is not to be underestimated.
Dissidia Kingdom is not to be challenged lightly.
Now, back in the dimly lit chamber of the House of Slumdon, Broken stood with Maylock. Queen Nerisa had been returned to her designated quarters—sealed away, for now, in the private room Broken had prepared just in case he ever needed to contain something immensely dangerous.
