Warrior of Frost.

The army reassembled and moving down the core path the imperator getting intelligence from the Spy Placed in Frost marchioness

"so they sent out the frost Knight," a no entity within the frost kingdom, a 5 star pure frost based warrior that used such potent forms of Ice that it appear Mage like over being a warrior.

Many theorizing about how he likely a dual core making his point of getting to 4 star shocking in its own. Right if possible, though just an estimate as those who have faced him and lived reference him more akin to a 5 star,

Be it those who lost their limbs to his Cruel Frostbite, or those who faced him in one-on-one sword combat claiming his blade carry an aura Of Frost So potent just clashing made their Arm numb.

Sokratis Just looks over it holding his weapon Dragon piercer. A mass produced monster hunting spear is more specialized to swift cuts of deep gashing,

Suited to both Monster Combat and against humans, he looks over it "An official 4 star and unofficial 5 stars and then two 3 stars practicing similar manner to him.

He gazes at the picture. "We're gonna have to personally fight this." the Other Spec ops gaze at him, "but that goes against orders."

Told to only delay them, "yes but we can't use our typical tricks against a 5 star. Sure I could instantly Kill him, but then the frost kingdom knows we're here.

Unsure of how to effectively deal with this, the water going to freeze; he ponders before grinning. "That one of the highest star warriors in the frost kingdom the other disappeared or abandoned the kingdom."

He grin "The resistance welded be will to do much without information." He thinks for a bit longer. "you 3 are on scouting. Get me as much data on the power structure of the current army group as possible."

They nod, dispersing as he glances ahead, slamming the pommel of his spear into the ground. "hmm it is upsetting though. I'm quite curious how well an unofficial 5 star would perform against me."

Sokratis like the other Imperator at the level of moon still lower than Octavius and most of his wives who are typical at half sun, Octavius the only full sun case because of the restriction of the Zenit Empire.

He gazes at the rest of the squad. "Spread out to create a defensive parameter. they move As does Sokratis, the frontier town to the Farrokhan containing Krustigar.

The flames weaving around him as he man the wall, the anchor of Ever flare in his hand the Long Pole Weapon connected at Two point the top and the bottom.

the long blade usable as a razor's edge and capable of shifting the Everflare, a form of super-heated Liquid Metal Control by Magma crystal embedded in the handles, a shifting weapon suited to the wild devours fire techniques of Krustigar.

soldier around him as they organize he himself standing atop the wall wearing his odd gear appearing ot be simple robes and pants the actual equipment, however.

Dragon scaled kevlar a powerful type of flexible Metal created using the scales of Akira and Octavius being impervious to fire and Heat. Well, also capable of absorbing said heat to make it impervious to cold,

the trailing fire coiling constantly around him Krustigar method for increase Mana and likewise increasing Rank, soldier around him in obsidian iron would scale armour, holding Dragon piercer Spears.

With a thermal circuit at the top of the large blade style, this charge capable of exerting double the force for particularly tough enemies.

"scouts have return sire." he glance at him reducing his flame to nothing, "What the condition." the scout Responds "Farrokhan is heavily fortifying their border with their method it suggest they assume you arriving to be an attack against Farrokhan and are responding quickly."

He nods. "And how far along is the mortar deployment." the soldier next to him respond "nearing completion sire." he nods. "What of the Automated Knights."

Produced by the ECU or engineer Command Unit, the infantry works as a dangerous Fodder capable of outweighing the typical number advantage common to Farrokhan.

Sans gazing outwards himself in one of the tower his eyes flickering with blue and orange, the generator implemented in his ribcage to remove the Magicles' cost of teleport in full activation.

Akira in the opposing Tower watching with binoculars a seemingly unbreakable trio guarding this fortress, be it the close quarter specialty of Admiral Krustigar the overwhelming Range might of Sans or the All rounding power of Akira.

the soldiers here already at calm with merely one of them, but all three an assault may as well be death for any that try to fight,

However, guarding diligently because of Krustigar's tough regime. On training, Akira sighs "Why Did he bother sending all three of here? He might as well have sent us individually.

Krustigar responding before Sans can even bother to try to make one of his jokes "He probably want us to Crush Farrokhan without even giving them a chance to enter the territory this is one of the few paths into Vuiseon that isn't a Bog filled Nightmare a solid Path for large Troop deployment."

Akira respond "Yes but Sans Piety Cannon might as well do the trick his dramatic Damage is overwhelming enough to kill anything it touches if it hit enough time and the piety Cannon fires at-least 1000 times a minute."

"Piety might as well be a Boneful nightmare after it starts firing it practically impossible to stop quite the Tempered Gaster skull.

Akira sighs, "even I alone can deal with Farrokhan." Krustigar corrects him. "Not quite. It mainly consists of automated soldiers with a few biological. If you turn them into ghouls, they become Feral and difficult to, handle, leaving the automated bodies as capable of being activated by other soldiers."

Sans stares "is that why he put all three of us here." Sans mutters, aware he was still hearing his ability anti soul killing the soul or fragment of the souls.

Akira capable of turning sane soldiers into Nightmarish monsters and Krustigar capable of turning all things to Ashen Waste.

"Probably." Krustigar says. the waiting killing him, wanting to crush Some Skulls or something, bored, just bored. Waiting "how slow can a faction of religious slugs move."

Akira respond "Slow enough that we don't notice them." Sans nods, his eyes flicker again as Gaster skulls form. "Their here." he says.