Mental Bullets

"That...shouldn't be possible... The Lord has always been a strict and punctual person..." Polemos mentioned before adding with a frown, "At least, that was the case in the past anyway." 

Recalling the Lord's current behavior, it was as if the Lord had become a completely different person. 

But at the same time, he also likes the new version of the Lord better. The Lord felt less distant and warmer. 

No homo, though.

"Hmm, I better give the Lord a call and see when he'll be on his way," Polemos's lips twitched and said.

Shortly after, the call connected before Polemos could hear the sounds of battle on the other side, causing him to be surprised. 

Albion sat on the spaceship ramp with Fenriri and Fenrira as they hovered high in the skies above Stronghold 02 and observed the ongoing battle below.

"Death to the rebels!"

"Death to the rebels!"